This is my war, you cannot fight it
This is my war, you cannot fight it
This is my war, you cannot fight it
It's cold, too cold

A battlefield of whispers, a tale to soul
Blood stains the ground as it cries
I just need more time, I need time, I need more, I need
I'm so sorry

I'm tired
So cold
Time is so slim
Crystallized cryogenic

Fingertips turn so blue
When we fall, we fall. When we rise, we rise. But in the end, don't we all die
You cannot escape fate, so why do we still run
Why, why am I running

Face blue, mouth blue, skin blue, eyes blue, ears blue
Veins never so blue
I feel the time is running fast

I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die