I cannot breathe
I need a taste
I cannot speak
I'm such a waste
I cannot breathe
I need a taste
I cannot speak
I'm such a waste
My legs grow weak
I need a drop
Gave everything
My eyes dried up

I don't know where to go, but I'm sold
On the thought "no more cold" 'til I'm old
Look around on my path I'm alone
Scorching heat hits my eyes and my nose
Wings of wax fell apart and they blow
Flew to close, asked for more, lost my soul
Hit the floor, now I'm what I hate the most
Open door, let him in, enter Eligos

God knows what I want
He wont give it to me
He wont give it to me
He wont give into-

Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give into me