three days of snow.... and silence

over and over and over again losing my voice, a veiled depression conceals my choice; out of the sunlight, into the void, under darkening skies voices inside... voices inside grow cold down... with their cries... they\'re pulling me down with their cries they\'re bringing me down with their cries they\'re keeping me down with their cries this is my ruin losing my voice, used up my chances having no choice, minding not reason knowing no hope, nothing can stop me to tighten the rope... down... with their cries... they\'re pulling me down the tears in my eyes they\'re bringing me down the voices inside my head hanging down under unstarlit skies.