free falling in the cold so deep
tied up in chains
I feel so weak
both eyes shut
I won’t dare to peak
a thousand feet in the sky
afraid to look cause the sight might make me die

all alone in the cold
the wind makes me feel so old
chains bonded by gold
gained from the heart that i sold
and the air turns my insides into mold

crashing in the air, waiting for me to die
wakeing up from the lies
and now I see
that no one will ever stay with me
as I watch them all fly by
I do not know how I got doomed or why
but the world is leaving me all alone,
like I’m falling in the sky