December کے بول

In the passing light Silent and alone Trying to make sense A fate now set in stone There's never enough time Somehow it isn't fair Sprinting towards the finish Running out of air When December ends When December ends At last, you will be free Unbound from earthly plight Unfettered by disease When December ends The pain disappears Worries all behind you No more suffering or fear Everyday is pain A dull narcotic haze Brief moments of awareness Losing track of days The world seems so dim As faculties decline Your body, just a prison To trap your mind inside When the moment came A tear fell from your eye Your senses overwhelmed A beauty undefied