Cold lyrics

To rid the earth of the filth

To rid the earth of the lies

The will to rise above

Tearing my inside out

[Chorus:]

I feel my soul go cold

Only the dead are smiling

To rid your heart of all lies

Their poison tongues, poison hearts

Burning cold...

Now let the final darkness fall

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'...The dream of the new disease

On wings of euphoria...

Sucking terror from the needle scars...'

22 years of pain

And I can feel it closing in

The will to rise above

Tearing my insides out

[Chorus:]

• Artist:At the Gates
• Album:Slaughter Of The Soul