The years went by with disquieting grace A past obsession sunk without a trace I moved into winter and found my home As my boiling blood had turned to chrome
[00:04.83] [00:17.36]The years went by with disquieting grace [00:22.19]A past obsession sunk without a trace [00:26.84]I moved into winter and found my home [00:31.11]As my boiling blood had turned to chrome [00:34.73]
