The Man All Hate To Love - Mael Mórdha

Cold, cold rain flows down the inside of my skin

Days turn black as night as my heart dies

Blood runs red as life freezes away

Isolation reigns in this land of decay

For life fails to live, merely exist in misery

As the heart of the man all hate to love slows and dies

For life fails to live, merely exist in misery

As the heart of the man all hate to love slows and dies