This world has grown so cold
My love has become a zombie walking down the road...
Standing on the ledge I see your face
I long for your embrace though I still hesitate...
Standing on the ledge I see your face
I long for your embrace though I still hesitate...
This world has grown so cold
My love has become a zombie walking down the road...
As my eyes close for the final time
And the soul leaves this body of mine...