Woorden: Razor Red Noise. Blood Winter. To Be Set Free.

None remain who know the pain
You have to face alone today
And so you ask yourself and bleed
Is this how I can be set free?

Reach back, call to you
Bleed black, over you
Reach back, call to you
Bleed black, over you

None remain who know the pain
That's left you torn away and grayed
And deep down in your soul you see
There is no way to be set free

Reach back, call to you
Bleed black, over you
Reach back, call to you
Bleed black, over you

None remain who see the pain
That grew and grew and inside you
Broke free, free and destroyed who
Took you and threw you down

Reach back, call to you
Bleed black, over you
Reach back, call to you
Bleed black, over you