Heart Of Cold

Here I stand in coldness, crossroads in the frozen snow.

Many paths from which to choose, one of them is my own.

I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart.

Frozen wall of despair, has locked me inside my own head.

And my soul chooses death, rather than this so called life.

I stare in disbelief the promise that I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold.

Right to choose my own way, even though I'm locked in time.

For what its worth I hold the key, that unlocks my despair.

I stare in disbelief at the promise I hold, as I can feel it in my heart of cold.

[Chapter III - The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death ends]