Retrace the silhouettes of the empty shells and countless hours We move the merchandise from the dregs into the tallest towers Oh, we are the broken ones Now th...

It's quite impressive Nothing gets past you does it I know we're not quite up to standard We're making words We hammer out details We let ourselves inhale And ...

Do we want it that badly? Are we waiting to say? You lost the drive that led you here You disengage The stem is cut right from the throat and softly put on ice...

These hands mirror my own Blistered and raw from their works unknown Scattered things litter the floor To be expected when loosing control This dirt in my nails...

We're slowing down We're in the stasis now Winter has come drinking the warmth from our bones So pry open our eyes to find mountains on both sides sit patient ...