A Split Second Rigor Mortis Lyrics

Cold and alone in the vinyard he lies
Stained and all broken the nightingale dies

Looking from your window
I can see the snow
Freezing cold

Grinding to a halt
On stonecold gravel
Freeze alone

Turning away from the wasted hours
Turning away from the wasted years.

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