The Axe, the Bottle, and the Rope The Feeling There Really Is no More Hope The Thought of the Great Unknown And Facing It Alone The Dark, the Silent, and the Cold The Feeling I Have Come to the End of My Road Yes These Are the Things I Spend My Remaining Moments With And the Wind Blows Through My Heart Shivers Me One Last Time As I Now Reach Out in the Dark No One There Why Did It Have to Be So Hard For Us to Live Our Lives Again I Reach Out in the Dark in Despair The Desperation and the Snow The Feeling of Finally Coming Back Home The Melancholy and the Hole in the Soil So Hard and Cold And the Wind Blows Through My Heart Shivers Me One Last Time As I Now Reach Out in the Dark No One There Your Love For Me, My Love For You Things We Somehow Managed to Lose Now There's Only the Ruthless Wind To Blow Right Through If Freezes My Heart, My Desperate Heart To Think We Both Will Die Alone And the Wind Blows Through My Heart Shivers Me One Last Time As I Now Reach Out in the Dark No One There