This is my true

*I don´t stop to breath
I don´t stop to blink
I don´t stop to suffer
I have cold hands
Blood don´t arrive to all my body*

Sometimes I don´t know if it´s death
Who call me or simply the winter

*Sea call me for go inside of it
My footprints blood don´t let me
My eyes don´t let the lake
The knife cut my hair*1

But…

*Chorus
´This is a nightmare without wish it for
Like all nightmares
Only that this one is my true!´(x2)

*Chorus 1

*Chorus