I can hear her voice on the wind,
It's haunting, so haunting.


First day, light breaks, her eyes gave way, and her body trembling was turned to stone.

I want to see you rest within these ashes,

Rest within these ashes six feet down.
Her reflection is like an icy wind
So cold, so $#&@ing cold.

So $#&@ing,
COLD!


Her reflection is like an icy wind.
She woke up on the wrong side of the coffin.


I want to see you rest within these ashes,
Rest within these ashes six feet down, $#&@ing under the ground.
It's getting so hot and I can't believe,

That someone like you was once alive enough to breathe.

Rest inside your ashes.


The only thing colder than the stone floor you walk on is your $#&@ing heart.
Your heart.