Heartache is a cold place and winter was my birthplace
Alone, I can only run.
Sorrow is a freed space when tears have a good taste
And dry in the heat of the sun.
Glory is my weakness when all I wants to seek it
To see that bright light shine.
Failures are for reasons, my pride is left conceding
In loss, all the glory is mine.
Pain is more than just a fight.
It breaks and builds my might.
Faith, man, it’s more than just my words.
It begs my soul to turn.
Hope it’s more than just a plea
It’s a light I choose to see
Love, man, it’s more than just a state
It’s a true and selfless place.
Lonely is a cold place and laughter is a mute case
And my breath is all I hear
Emptiness is bottomless when all I pour is hopelessness
Alone, I can only fear.
Trying is a helpless plea if giving up is all I need
To feel my days are done
Righteousness is meaningless if suffering can steal its bliss
And joy goes down with the sun.
Pain is more than just a fight.
It breaks and builds my might.
Faith, man, it’s more than just my words.
It begs my soul to turn.
Hope it’s more than just a plea
It’s a light I choose to see
Love, man, it’s more than just a state
It’s a true and selfless place.
I’m not giving up,
Giving up on this life.
I’m not giving up,
Giving up on this fight.
