This is my Battlefield

This frost is the first bite of winter.

Hunger will soon drive the wind.

The wood that I chopped will be burning.

Give the comfort of a friend.

Verse

Two months awake in darkness

Puts the soul to task.

Warmth and food on the table

Are all that I ask.

Pre chorus

Some say its depression.

Some say I’m insane.

Some have the impression

I have lost my way.

Chorus

I’ve come to wage a war.

This is my battlefield.

It’s where I’ll bury hate

And learn if love is real.

This is my battlefield.

This is my battlefield.

Bridge

Will I forgive or hold a grudge.

Who will judge me here?

Me or the god I’ve forsaken?

Who do I fear more?

The spring takes a lifetime in coming.

This cabin’s my prison cell.

I’m a hostage and there’s no ransom

Where winter has cast her spell.

Verse

Two months alone in this cabin.

Could drive a man mad.

Cold and snow mark the season.

I make my last stand.

Pre chorus

Some say its depression.

Some say I’m insane.

Some have the impression

I have lost my way.

Chorus

I’ve come to wage a war.

This is my battlefield.

It’s where I’ll bury hate

And learn if love is real.

This is my battlefield.

This is my battlefield.