Rigor Mortis Songtext
von A Split‐Second
Rigor Mortis Songtext
Cold and alone, in the vineyard he lies
Stained and all broken, the nightingale dies
Looking from your window, I can see the snow
Freezing cold, grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel, freeze alone
Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the wasted years
Stained and all broken, the nightingale dies
Looking from your window, I can see the snow
Freezing cold, grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel, freeze alone
Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the wasted years
Writer(s): Chrismar Chayell, Marc Ickx Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
