Cold
So cold
Our comfort carried on with broken hands
Black
So black
We claw at this gypsum prison closing in
Fighting til the final fall
Hatred rise we lose it all
Greed filled eyes and sloth insist
Old dead habits can't resist
We fight
Collapse
Find hope, and relapse
I find comfort in this collective loss
Drowned, dead, wandering souls
Eyes glazed, fingertips numb
We fight
Collapse
Find hope, and relapse
I find comfort in this collective loss
Endless
Abrasive urge
Soulless
Fading eyes upon the world
It's f*cking hopeless
These tides of apathy
It sears, into the flesh
We fight
Collapse
Find hope, and relapse
I find comfort in this collective loss
Loss