Cold, unneeded...defeated, depleted...
The core of my humanity has died and a new core is...

Someone help me to be free...
Someone help me, I'll help you see...

Feel the frothing blood of souls,
Taste the melting rhyme...

Believe in what is leaving existence...
Maybe it will stay...

And there will be a time when the weak shall...
All that is named in Ashran will come to pass and...

Once the wrathful flowing breath
Of night on past dawn's wake...

Sit so tight against the wall.
Watch the scene unfold; they fall...

Everything fades to dust,
Though we do what we must to live on...

Who cares anymore what this world has gone...
It is like a cold, violent storm...I can feel it...

Look at me...I am dying, can't you see? I am...
Do you even care? Do you even believe anymore that...

Darkness bidden, turmoil ridden
On these dreary hills...

When darkness strives to make itself
A part of Light in God...