Final Prayer Growing Colder
I´ve lost consciousness from the course I´ve lost consciousness from the course Unconciousness - As they scream my name I woke up in a cold sweat by relentless beating and pain suffer and survive
I am cold - I am cold and growing colder I have nothing - nothing left to give (x2)
I´m strapped to a chair in this room - motionless As I scream my pain They go on with the torture seperating body and mind begging for relief
I am cold - I am cold and growing colder I have nothing - nothing left to give (x2)
Death would be my saviour as the lights start to dim I have lost all my hope reality is looking grim Death would be my saviour Reality is looking grim
