Frigid bedroom capture

In a spring without desire

Harvesting brightness despiteDrawn to the heat, not the light

I lay steady, stare at the ceiling

Waking fears of nothing

You lament for wasps, you glow cobalt

In the home of the friendliness

Another night spent fussing, feasting like the lords

Laughing at the fronting, singing to the chords

Of Hell imagined

To the chords of Hell imagined

Hell imagined

Hell imagined

In this perfect hour

Gasping in a sleepless kneel

Holding onto gleaming teal

I lay steady, stare at the ceiling

Waking fears of nothing

You lament for wasps, you glow cobalt

In the home of the friendliness

Another night spent fussing, feasting like the lords

Laughing at the fronting, singing to the chords

Of Hell imagined

To the chords of Hell imagined

Hell imagined

Hell imagined

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

(Once again this color sees an end)

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

(Once again this color sees an end)

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

(Once again this color sees an end)

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue

(Once again this color sees an end)

Lament for wasps, cobalt blue