A cold wind has blown summer away The golden leaves that fall Wake the violence in me From iris green to winter grey I guess it's the crisp air I breathe That gives it away Now soon the ground will be Covered with snow So deep within sleeps The violence in me There's a child that walks beside me
Making every step I take Pointless They raise so tall these giant walls Give no refuge to the cold above I share my coat and try to warm his skin A noise that break us A sound so soar my soul it bleeds It screams for answers it screams in need Now the cold is here Wake the violence in me