Psychrophile from ENTROPY by N170

A somber month
Muted by fog
With quiet death shielding dormant life

A dignified
And silent time
Induces temporary afterlife

Greyscale landscape
Ever-changing scenes
Bear witness to the transformations underneath

At first it’s subtle
But can never be denied
The carcass stays equipped with teeth long after it dies

I’m sinking into the ground
The roots are pulling me down
Just like I’d hoped they would do

Everything falls into place
This body will be erased
And someday reborn anew

I suit the month of my birth
With secrets kept to unearth
A psychrophile brought to light

The winter comes on so slow
And lengthens all our shadows
Prepare yourself for it’s bite

• Alternative
• Electronic
• Pop
• dance
• dark pop
• experimental pop
• Canada