Wynardtage - The Cold Spell lyrics

To our broken centres the tragedy of hope to our strangled meaning we're fighting alone empty slackening days fragile and undressed we lose now the contact we surrender sightless To the first farewell the cruelest thoughts of all time the shocking diagnosis will shut-off our minds to our throbbing pain our most deserted world the fear to pine away is shaking out all worth Fight throb struggle to brace oneself I am with you there is nothing more to tell I will be beating for you the cold spell