End-

less

morn-

nings

cut

by

the

dawn

raz-

or

Whi-

ping

the

night-

mares

to

a

froth

End-

less

ques-

tions

with

no

ans-

wers

No

re-

place-

ments

for

what'd

been

lost

Lost

Eve-

ry-

thing

suf-

fo-

cates

in

the

dust

of

past

for-

tunes

squan-

dered

The

em-

pire

of

lies

to

whom

your

pan-

dered

Suf-

fer

a

self-

-

im-

posed

e-

xi-

le

The

bit-

ter

fruits

of

de-

ni-

al

In

the

pre-

sence

of

great-

ness

The

humb-

le

can

on-

ly

bow

Frost

on

the

breath

of

life

Emp-

ty

of

warmth

of

light

Full

of

noth-

in

but

dep-

ri-

va-

tion

Frost

on

the

breath

of

life

Emp-

ty

of

warmth

of

light

For

an

e-

ter-

nal

win-

ter

Tell

me

a

lie

with

the

best

of

in-

ten-

sions

Mute

in

the

age

of

mass

com-

mu-

ni-

ca-

tion

Dark

days

led

to

dar-

ker

nights

Fro-

zen,

out

of

time

It

dies

for

blessed

e-

go

The

once

might-

ly-

laid

low

Frost

on

the

breath

of

life

Emp-

ty

of

warmth

of

light

Full

of

noth-

in

but

dep-

ri-

va-

tion

Full

of

no-

thing

but

de-

pri-

va-

tion

E-

ter-

nal

win-

ter

Full

of

no-

thing

but

de-

pri-

va-

tion

E-

ter-

nal

win-

ter

Your

taught

me

hate,

I'll

teach

you

fear

O-

pen

the

eyes,

kill

des-

pair

You

tried

to

squeeze

the

life

from

me

Son

of

a

bitch,

I'm

going

to

break

you

Son

of

a

bitch,

I'm

going

to

break

you

Break

you,

I'm

going

to

break

you

Break

you