Frozen Cold

Paralyzed with terror Afraid to even breathe The darkness gathers tense through barren trees I turn to seek some comfort, left only with desire. The restless souls of damned flame the fire The walls are closing in Voices screaming from within The fear of death keeps haunting me I cannot see the future, I refuse to face the past and thus you see, I'll never be free Though my friends have left me, And I am all alone I shake as my heart’s frozen cold Something stirs inside me, A small and quiet voice Whispers, you, my child, still have a choice The walls are closing in Voices screaming from within The fear of death keeps haunting me I cannot see the future, I refuse to face the past and thus you see, I'll never be free Though everything inside Is screaming you are sure to die A quiet voice whispers “keep pressing on” I cannot see the future, I will choose to face the past Though terrified and trembling, I am sure that this will last As we face our demon, we will see… Through this battle we are free.