Abstract images of events past
None of them first and none of them last
Consiousness still closed behind bars
Phantom pain from the awake scars

Trying to move in this insane slumber
But my legs keep getting number
Cries for help are just voices in my head
Can't remember if I'm rising from the dead
Growing certainity something has gone wrong
Every moment is painfull and too long
Death is bound to take it's toll
No one escapes the freezing cold

Open your eyes
See what was done
Look at your arms
Bleed
Too late to run
Too late to hide
all that is left
is to die

Under the northern sky
No one escapes
Everyone pays the Deathtoll
Life is fragile
Hollow and vain
Finally everyone pays the Deathtoll

Trying to crawl without knowing why
I have to do something panic rising if I lie
Path of blood leaves from the open wounds
No more strenght left all I have consumned