Tiamat - Cold Seed lyrics

rate me

what heals our snowblind weary eyes

when all stars are slain by fiery skies

and every word upon your spiraling cross

is but a misled sun, a bitter loss

inject us out of here

all i asked for was a little love

but from my hands flew the maiden dove

while clouds like cotton snowwhite sheep

still calm beside their shepherd sleep

inject us out of here