Slow Death - Trapped Under Ice

In my dreams you’re biting the curb

You know my pain and it hurts

Death walks close enough

To feel his sting

But doesn’t spare you anything

Bleed you out

Slow death

In my dreams the tables are turned

You’re standing in the fire now

And it burns

Death walks by your side

But doesn’t spare you, not this time

Slow death

Bleed out

Close your eyes

Slow now