Painful God (Ice Ages)

You know, my painful god; my old forgotten cell Please, save me from this curse of a bridge I'll never cross My wish for doom to think, my will for hopelessness dwells Can I just fill this void, to turn to senseless loss My dirge to live I hear, to live in vain in fears To turn my heart to dust, to freeze my blood and thoughts To spill here all my tears, forgetting the glimpses of what could be my past, my ever haunting ghost I'm longing for the end, I'm looking for the hope Can't see my shade ahead, and not behind...alone Will it ever burn my brand? The race of thoughts will stop? I see my visions dead my light long time gone...