Lyrics:

that old man's waiting in the snow again, he knows what he knows
but it isn't the same, watching insults, launched over his head
he's out of the game but he isn't quite dead

the human remains

he fought fear with hope but you'll eventually know, one day
you are the man in the snow, and it doesn't matter what fills you with dread
the game is a game and life is a thread

the human remains