In the strangest winter I have ever found
I pick at a rib thrust into me
Unresponsive wakefulness, human error abound
I lose you to nothing, I lose everything
High mortality rate, 2 cigarettes
Steady hand, steady mind
Hallucinating color, patient zero
Shaking hand, salt and lime
Nuclear winter
I wanna soak it in
Wanna soak it up again
I am afraid
I see you in the distance
Satellite this dimension
The body self-destructed in the dead of evening
I could see it as day
This hospital's a jail; I am moved to a secure location
Blood loss increases exponentially
My hands aren't enough, the spirit fades
They're awake through it all, the pupils dilate
A sterile description remains
In the strangest winter I have ever found
I pick at a rib thrust into me
Unresponsive wakefulness, human error abound
I lose you to nothing, I lose everything