Nostalgia Songtext
von cookie meat

Of winter wasted on my deathbed
Sheets all wrinkled like the mountains
I had just fled

I torched the footpaths and defaced safe rocks
Shook off the rubble, and scraped my hands of
All the moss

So if I need to know
We′ll dig up the stitches so delicately sewn
So long, long ago
And as your magma breaches up toward the surface

It will accentuate the stains
That time's tried to wash away


Through unseen bedlam I sprawled like plague cells
Hid under burrows and moved in shapes
No longer held

Now in winter wasteland I′m left unfrozen
My blood is fluid and circulates this shell
Still growing

But if you need to know
It's resided directly left of the foreground
And hums as static sound
And if this fails to re-bridge, we'll fall on the fact

That with time all wounds will heal
With time all scars reseal
In time it′s all revealed
In time