Hail the Size of Grapes

Detachment — Still asking «Are we all alone»
2 hands meet, on our knees, no one heard a sound
«Fall now, Into a dream»
«Come drown, down here with me»
Thousands Passed, Unwritten — How much time is left?
They’re screaming «Salvation!» — False hope without shame
«Fall now, Into a dream»
«Come drown, down here with me»
Wake Up
Waiting outside in the bitter cold
Frozen winter brings the days of old
The time has come, to say our last goodbyes
Destination: final sunrise