Rigor Mortis

Singer:A Split-Second

Album:Ballistic Statues

Cold and alone

In the vinyard he lies

Stained and all broken

The nightingale dies

Looking from your window

I can see the snow

Freezing cold

Cold and alone

In the vinyard he lies

Stained and all broken

The nightingale dies

Grinding to a halt

On stone cold gravel

Freeze alone

Turning away from the wasted hours

Turning away from the wasted years

Turning away from the wasted hours

Turning away from the wasted years

Lyric Context: Rigor Mortis - A Split-Second - Ballistic Statues