I try to call out for help br but I'm suffocating br in a river of pain and treachery. br I try to call out br as I resurface once again, br but the river engulfs me once more br in it's icy grasp. br It pulls me under and slowly, br oh so slowly, extracts br the life from me. br This River feeds on your will br to keep living. br As I resurface yet again, br in a valient attempt to call out br but it's icy cold hands come forth br from This blood filled River, br yet again to drag me under br to endure the slow agonizing br half life that This River holds.