Its a cold winters night in my soul, They are coming for me, young and old, cause they dont know, they dont know. All the choices Ive made, let me hear, Now the witch hunters are joining near, cause they dont know, they dont know. That Im waiting, waiting for someone to see me. I have hidden my face far away, cause the flesh on my skin is on display. But they dont know, they dont know. That Im waiting, waiting for someone to see me. I did not chose my disease, Please see the flower in the winds. I did not chose my disease, Please see the flower in the winds. I did not chose my disease, Please see the flower in the winds. I did not chose my disease, Please see the flower in the winds. cause Im waiting, waiting for someone to see me. Take out, Im just waiting, oh