From the recording Illogical Sounds
“Cold Blood” pulses with a fractured urgency ,an icy rush of rhythm wrapped in shadows and tension.
The track moves with a sharp, broken tempo, where each beat feels like a heartbeat stumbling in the dark.
Guitars slash in angular bursts, the bass churns with a restless monotone, and the vocals slip between whispers and jagged cries, drifting across a landscape where emotion freezes before it fully forms.
This is a song about distance—between people, between memories, between who we were and what we became.
A story of detachment, numbness, and the quiet violence of feeling too much and not enough at the same time.
“Cold Blood” lives in that suspended moment where the world is still spinning fast, but the heart has already stopped keeping up.
Lyrics
The streetlights twitch like dying veins,
Cold blood humming through the drains.
Your shadow flickers , won’t stay still,
A shape that bends against my will.
You move like glass beneath my feet,
A cracking rhythm , sharp, incomplete.
I hear your whisper split the night,
A crooked flame with no more light.
Cold blood in my throat again,
Cold blood where you once began.
Cold blood tearing through my name
Nothing left, but the freezing flame.
Your breath is frost across my eyes,
A vow distorted into lies.
You spill through me in shattered waves,
A thousand doors, a thousand graves.
Cold blood…
it circles…
it circles…
it circles back to you.
I choke the sound…
but it breaks through.
Cold blood in my chest tonight,
Cold blood draining out the light.
Cold blood all I ever knew
A dying world…
that ends with you.