The Spangle Maker - Buonanotte dolce, al rovescio lyrics

This icy night is my only residence This arctic wind is my only sensation I tried to face this world I tried to trudge this mire And yet this weight is too much to bear Is there a way to escape this torture? Is there a way to break through the fog? Is there a way to cast out the darkness? Is there a way to see the light? No more can I stand to wake up to another piercing dawn No more can I stand to have my heart freshly bruised and sore No more can I stand to have my eyes crusted over with tears No more can I stand to endure this pointless pa**ion alone I now stand at the edge of an abyss I now know how to end this pain I am not afraid to take this descent May my sorrows finally be drowned