bitter cold surrounds me as i open my eyes
i glance around and see a wasteland with dark skys
cant feel my legs but i need to get up
start walking anywhere, i cant give up

are you just gonna lay down and die?
why not stand back up and fight?
its not over, salvation is so close
keep on walking, trudging through thick snow

i gather myself and force my legs to move
i lift my head up and i can barely make out the moon
the pale light is enough to guide me through
soon i say, ill make my way back to you

i fight for every breath of air
i think about the nights that lay ahead
enough i hope to keep me alive
lest i give in and end up dead

dont lay down, never die
stand back up and fight
its never over salvations close
keep on going, your almost home

your almost home
your almost home