I've been down, three feet of stairs Let it in a home buried underground And I died for, I tried to let this go But I cannot hide, under half shut eyes And I feel it calling me again In the winter I shall stand And I feel it calling me again So what will it take To make this finally the end Caught in snow, I drown myself in gloom So I took it on with my body ,life and soul Trade these wounds, don't ask where it goes Through a combo end, could've cracked again And this time I follow my own lines And I feel it calling me again In the winter I shall stand And I feel it calling me again So what will it take To make this finally the end It's our breaking point,the crossed out The fire lines getting higher, the lights in They say the crooked die ,to fly high, And not long ago you thought you died