The coldest wind hit me so hard
Nothing compares nothing at all
It never cared of all my pain
So lead me on into your web
It's just a ride that's in my head
Kind of driven and kind of triggered on
I watch the woods trying to find those inner gods
Hold it back just to try to hold it in
Just like the devil that stayed ready to win
No competition still I'm acting on a race
Watching angels dancing in the slow of ways