Letra de Things That Never Die

Warmer in the cold one more moment left to hold Kneeling in the snow vaguest feeling where to go Naked as the past stripped apart and built to last Hell up to the sky these are things that never die Frozen on the page dripping with a silent rage Born into the night poison gift giving sight Turning all around though the walls and through the sound Hell up to the sky these are things that never die Cast away to lie among the living paradigm Broken little wing holding every hidden thing Playing every part nailed upon a wooden heart Hell up to the sky these are things that never die Choices have been made sharpening into a blade Voices rise and fall answering in line the call All the signs are clear Severin the time is near Hell up to the sky these are things that never die