I swear I see what I've nearby
I swear I see what I've nearby
I swear I see what I've nearby
But I can't feel
The floor is cold, and a bleak old whisper snakes
The floor is cold, and a bleak old whisper snakes
The floor is cold
By the crucial matters stilled
By the moaning hushed
My lament is stained
No more tears for our case
No more shivers for our fate
But I can't feel
But I can't feel
But I can't feel
If I could feel one more time
By the crucial matters stilled
By the moaning hushed
But I can't feel
But I can't feel
By the crucial matters stilled
By the moaning hushed
The floor is cold, and a strange old whisper says
The floor is cold, and a strange old whisper says
The floor is cold, and a strange old whisper says
The floor is cold, and a strange old whisper says
