Climbing the highs you lost the fire
Climbing the highs you found the dark
Trying to escape and denying

But what you hear in the night
Are the sounds of your dreams
The sound of your dreams

Everything is a trail
And everything is a lie
You are choosing a path
And there is no turning back

Outside is waiting the cold
Outside is waiting the cold

So, you will rise or fall again, at the end
So, you will rise or fall again, in the end

So, you will rise or fall again, at the end
Outside is waiting the cold
So, you will rise or fall again, at the end
So, you will rise or fall again, in the end
Outside is waiting the cold
So, you will rise or fall again, at the end