I've seen them So dark Black And yet fine The flower they carry had once been mine Get away from me, man of stories Robe of lies Stay far from me I lie to myself (it's not hurting) I, I need help, but not from you or your father No! Jesus Christ. Who's my saviour? Lose myself in God's death No! I can't bear all this pain I had watched the snow all day Falling. It never lets up All day falling I lifted my voice and wept out loud "So this is life?"