Cold Video (MV)

Called in through distant halls
Floral patterns stain the walls
My sight degrades as they tear apart
My thoughts drowned out by your weary calls
Here we enter the door to the room
The darkest of all, laced with despair and gloom
My body pounds, I'm faint of heart
The door creaks open and we enter the tomb
Can't walk out, can't step back now
The thoughts rushing through my mind, I don't know how
How do I take this? What do I do?
My legs start to crumble at the sight of you
Your face is swollen, your fingers numb
Your eyes tower over me, expressions glum
The storm is approaching, it's getting near
The storm is approaching, it's near, it's here
The storm is approaching, it's getting near
The storm is approaching, it's near, it's here
The storm is approaching, it's getting near
The storm is approaching, it's near, it's here
It's only been a day but you're stone cold
24 hours but you look so old
It's only been a day but you're stone cold
24 hours but you look so old