Cold are the bones of thy soldiers
Longing for home, their little paradise
I don't feel redemption on their side
Fallen from grace
Help me rise again
Fallen from grace
Help me through
Fallen from grace
Help me through
Fallen from grace
Feel these hands
The pressure
The cold tremble
Do you hear these words
Do you feel the wounds
I'll never help you through
Cold are thy souls
I feel the resentment
They feel betrayed
They hate the cold
I don't feel redemption on their side
Fallen from grace
Help me rise again
Fallen from grace
Help me through