Wreck And Reference - Winter lyrics

There's no longer fear to be undone, on a pedestal that is pure white still. Three o-clock aporia and pills. Only swollen hearts feel a low (feel a low). Violence in a mother left behind, getting cold. Monolithic firing squad in black. Meanwhile winters surely coming. Hemlock to a dreamless sleep. Lay your hands down on me, and feel a null duality. My body clamors sacred, despite all seasons empty. No reason in blank matter to choose chaos or...