Second Death lyrics by Becoming The Archetype

Surrounded by darkness.
My body cold.
My spirit weak.
My greatest attempts to start a fire have proved to be in vain.
The flame always fades.
The warmth never lasts.
And the freezing grip of death is at my throat again.

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Consumed by despair.
My final breath escapes.
I can hear the sound of a fire burning all around me, yet I see no light.
I feel no warmth.
I find no rest.