Arctic... I'll try for you, I'd try for you, try, trial by ice. I can simply
extend my fingers in a pose of exquisite pain, I can only twist my arm, stretch,
reach, for you, try, try, try, try, try, try to survive I'll try for you, I'd

try, try, trial by ice. I need a blanket to warm me from the chill of my
emptiness, I need a blanket to exsultate me, because it is so cold inside. Try
not to freeze free-ze: die a jolting phone, cataclysmic in the bone marrow

night, I need a blanket to warm me from the chill, of my emptiness, where is
sleep to hide me from the fact that you're so absent from my heart? Where is
sleep to hide me from the fact that I'm too dead to even care? Hollow are the

bones of lonely. I stand hollow. I die... hollow. but I try