The father sacrifices himself to spare his wife and daughters.
lyrics
Ever since the fire
I've cursed the cold
Cast aside, stripped of pride, paralyzed
I sing alone
Recite the lines all for show
It's all downhill from here
Let me go
What does it matter anymore?
Our child's at the door
He's poised to take me
We've been through this before
There's just no sense in putting up a fight
I'm just not gonna make it through the night
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