those blackest winter nights,
the cold fed all our feeling,
hazes of our smoking
made companions for the gin.
those blackest winter nights,
your lovely eyes despairing,
you'd given up on hoping
and the shadows you lived in.
and creeping through the dark,
looking for my heart,
you were crippled by the cold,
but you warmed my bones, darling.
but you warmed my bones, darling.
those blackest winter nights,
the essence of you fading,
but that deathly winter
was the dawning of our spring.
for creeping through the dark,
holding out your heart,
you were eaten by the cold,
but you warmed my bones, darling.
but you warmed my bones, darling.
Inspired by Dungeons & Dragons, the latest from Erik Gundel is the best kind of sensory overload, full of sizzling electronics. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2022