Something aside of the things that have come
falls on your head and you're suddenly numb

Waiting for nothing, there's nothing in sight
no one can tell you to pick up the fight

So many voices are carrying words
even my own become lost, go unheard

It's taken me longer perhaps than it should
to let understanding wash over the good  

I need the water as much as you do
I'll take a sip and the rest is for you

The winter wasn't cold enough for me to feel its chill
The ice is slowly melting now as I begin to spill
So what of this analogy and how does it compare
To what is really happening, I haven't been aware
That everything inside of me is nearly dead and gone
Yet I will never let myself forget where I went wrong
The purpose of a memory I've harbored all this time  
While years of every season passed, you never left my mind
I wonder where your feet have been, the soil and the sun
Have written on your skin with words that may have even stung
I want to tell you many things and hear your story too
I'll start with an apology for what I did to you
I let myself become the cold that I was breathing in
I let it stay inside of me for how long has it been?

I came to see the casket
An open heavy thing
And what I saw inside was
Decomposition's hymn

A song without a spirit
That never should have died
Remember when you killed it
Remember how you cried

The reoccurring nightmare
That shook you from your sleep
Had made its way outside of
The consciousness you'd keep

The ceremony's over
And now I must confess
My person is the coffin
The coffin is my chest