Cardiac Rupture, Gamma Sector - December Selection Lyrics

A mislaid sense of self
Deficient in a purpose
A victim whose hurt is endogenous to the surface
Culminating to profound death inside
That child is all of us
We subsist through this

Empty casings

We freeze
No hope for warmth in this life
Winter came
And we didn't notice it

We are degraded
Through our eyes
We can't help you
Say the wise

When can I be
Everything that I'm supposed to be?

At the end of my last day
Cold covers forlornness inwardly
Desolate winter claims me

Look therein
My worth debilitated
Look outside
The world spins with out me
Now the lie reveals its lubricious hide
Now the lie reveals its lubricious hide

Never have I
Dreamt of those paintings
Only saw
I stand at the gates and cry