Becoming The Archetype - Second d**h lyrics

Surrounded by darkness. My body cold. My spirit weak. My greatest attempts to start a fire have proved to be in vain. The flame always fades. The warmth never lasts. And the freezing grip of d**h is at my throat again. Consumed by despair. My final breath escapes. I can hear the sound of a fire burning all around me, yet I see no light. I feel no warmth. I find no rest.