Warming times and dimming light
A suffocating haze
Fills my breath with an emptiness
One last dirge to sing

Vapors beneath the earth will rise
The fury and the rage
Holds the heavens steals the wind
So let’s end the charade
   
I cannot escape the truth
There is no point of view
On my hands and knees I will crawl
Waiting for the thaw

The blood of nature falls from my hands
The sorrow the waste
Washes away the guilt I bear
The cancer the shame 

Of existence left behind
Blighted soil and poisoned skies
Answers have no comfort at all
Waiting for the thaw

Controverts prevail
Uncertainties for sale 

But, no one will see this through
A curse we laid upon our youth
So, shed a tear for what we have done
Waiting for the thaw

The providence we held
Just aspirations failed

Thaw

one man project 
raw synth punk with poem of Maurice Rollinat
https://www.facebook.com/Cendre-Froide-1661076187349186/

contact/booking : cendrefroide@gmail.com

2021 NEW ALBUM "Black Swan: now available!

Thaw

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