The Cold by The Eye of Jupiter Lyrics
Ever feel like you're drowning
Gasping for air in a panic for your own life
The relief you need is just beyond your reach
You can feel the surface break as your fingers
Brush the open air
But your desperate grasp is met with
Nothing but the
Nothing but the cold
You've already begun to accept this as your home
As your home, you've begun to accept it
The chance at life grows dimmer and dimmer
The water all around you grows colder
You kick and scream but there is no one
Within your reach
As the desperate cry for help
Departs from your lips
The water, heavier now
Pours into your screaming mouth
Sound is lost in silence
You can feel the surface break as your fingers
Brush the open air
But your desperate grasp is met with
Nothing but the
Nothing but the cold
But you've already begun to accept this as your home
As your home. (Sauce)
(The light fades into glowing shafts of radiant hope, once thought to be your escape. They dance and play on the water's surface, only bestowing the smallest fragments upon your now pale face. The rope tied one end to a millstone and the other around your neck. Your own mind, a weight, too heavy to carry on your own. What had you ever done to deserve such an end.)
Gasping for air in a panic for your own life
The relief you need is just beyond your reach
You can feel the surface break as your fingers
Brush the open air
But your desperate grasp is met with
Nothing but the
Nothing but the cold
You've already begun to accept this as your home
As your home, you've begun to accept it
The chance at life grows dimmer and dimmer
The water all around you grows colder
You kick and scream but there is no one
Within your reach
As the desperate cry for help
Departs from your lips
The water, heavier now
Pours into your screaming mouth
Sound is lost in silence
You can feel the surface break as your fingers
Brush the open air
But your desperate grasp is met with
Nothing but the
Nothing but the cold
But you've already begun to accept this as your home
As your home. (Sauce)
(The light fades into glowing shafts of radiant hope, once thought to be your escape. They dance and play on the water's surface, only bestowing the smallest fragments upon your now pale face. The rope tied one end to a millstone and the other around your neck. Your own mind, a weight, too heavy to carry on your own. What had you ever done to deserve such an end.)