The throat nailed with a cry
I advance in the cold
On the banks of the dry lake
Frozen blood in my veins
My chapped lips
Are an open wound
On the banks of the dry lake
Frozen blood in my veins

The throat nailed with a cry
I advance in the cold
On the banks of the dry lake
Frozen blood in my veins
My chapped lips
Are an open wound
On the banks of the dry lake
Frozen blood in my veins