Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Parasite in Winter, artist - Pyrrhon. Album song The Mother of Virtues, in the genre МеталDate of issue: 31.03.2014
Record label: Relapse
Song language: English
The Parasite in Winter |
| The cold darts in like a scalpel |
| And cuts away the scraps of sleep |
| It exploits my weaknesses |
| ‘Til cracks creak wide in my old skin |
| Shivers flow down my body |
| The muscles jerk and snap |
| Livid flags in February wind |
| The lightbulbs gutter as I roam |
| These frigid, bloodless halls |
| Where the enzymes drip down slow |
| And despairing villi beg for my warm breath |
| Silence rests a velvet hand |
| On all the starved pests and empty beds |
| And the time draws near for me |
| To leave this place behind |