This Gentle Cold Songtext
von Biledriver

Thus
I live only to suffer
Drifting from cold sleep to agony
In this violent ersatz misery
Selling broken men fragility
You′ve not yet beheld the sun
You've not yet beheld the sun
We the cold Missing time
Fill us with the fire of a dying breath
We′re not living, we despair
But may we be tomorrow?
So to the dying we're the dead
And to the dead we are a dream
A whisper of a warmer world
No more

Pray
For the cold
Feed us deathlessness of our own
I'll not feed on entropy
Eternity is death to me


I′m
Waiting for the end, this roiling atrophy
Feel your heart break open unto me
To the void let′s step in two as one
To the void, the death we've left behind
I′d give anything to save us both
I'd give anything to save us both
From the vile slavering of the night
From the horrid screams of candlelight