Testo di Prolonging The Inevitable Forever

Cold lies, the substance of the chains that tie us to our pain Then we're promised some relief, relief from this state Weak pulse, weak pulse Don't call the ambulance as my heart stops Weak pulse, falling out of the rhythm Rhythm of this hopeless dance All I can hear is my voice calling out into Into the void, met with no reply No answer to agony There's no solace in this meaningless existence Cold lies