Cold Time Songtext
von Ethan Eckert

How much death must we endure before we find they′ll never learn
We consume and then defer no law can protect us or observe
The cryptic tricks in fine print lure the curious towards a cure
For opinions of the pure blackened heart left on the skewer
Have I become too obscure at this point I am so unsure


We are consumption in this creation
No repose in explanation

The United States the Wild West where everyone's free and everyone′s trapped
I hate to burst my soapbox bubble but no one's listening
No one's listening

Fire′s burning blankets across every ambit
Born to love so let′s create it