Texty: Paradise Lost. Symbol Of Life. No Celebration.

Take my hand,
Hurray for the winters come?
Cease my plans
Excuse me from the scenes of old


I can meet you there? , I just don't care
On this new years day
With no celebration from me

Understand
There's comfort with the wealth of gold
Increase demands

Release me from the scenes of old

I can't make it clear you just won't hear
On this new years day
There's no celebration from me

I could see you there? , we just don't care
On this new years day
Without hesitation
There's no celebration from me