Seeping through my fingers
So cold it burns like a flame
Dripping away relentlessly
While I burn with fury and shame

Mad with frustration
I always wake up in tears
There's nothing I can do
Nothing that eases my fears

I spend my days in dread
Of the ordeal of the night
And when I close my eyes
I begin the already lost fight

Handful of water
That's all I have and will get
It just keeps seeping away
Leaving me in mortal dread

There's so little left
Hardly anything at all
I wonder what'll come to me
When the last drop will fall?

I spend my days in dread
Of the ordeal of the night
And when I close my eyes
I begin the already lost fight


Lyrics submitted by Daedolon

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