In the Blue Glow of Dawn, Pt. 1

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