condemned to the gallows
Singer:between the buried and me
goodnight. gripping the brightest grid
a surgical drive to increase the noise
ice cold realization of the silent wind
the creaking floors cry out below
a limping glimpse of next steps
the fog showers the last light of day
trust the creaking sounds
trust the creaking sounds
warm blood drips on cold snow
the curtain surrounds logical thought
crimson moonbeam lights my journey
crippled with time. strides into nothing
crimson moonbeam lights. hear the waking
crippled with time. strides into nothing