Many people say that it’s the way of life
I’m afraid I’m forced to agree
Oh, it’s not easy fighting with your hands all tied
I really need a break to breathe

I don’t think I have that much time
I need shelter where I can hide
Is it too late? Is it my fate
To stand in the cold and Rain?

Oh, I’ve been standing here so many times before
I’ve lost my count a long ago
I feel the weight of years, I think my mind is sore
Don’t know where the hell to go

Wherever I don’t think will be fine
The chill and wet comes deep from inside
I need a hand, ‘cuz I still stand
In the cold and Rain

Aren’t you wasting your precious time
I should be along my way, but no
I’m not afraid, I’m on my way
In the cold and Rain

Quorthon – Rain