كلمات The Snow In My Hand

I've seen them So dark Black And yet fine The flower they carry had once been mine Get away from me, man of stories Robe of lies Stay far from me I lie to myself (it's not hurting) I need help, but not from you or your father No! Jesus Christ Who's my saviour? Lose myself in God's death No! I can't bear all this pain I had watched the snow all day Falling It never lets up All day falling I lifted my voice and wept out loud, "So this is life?"