At The Gates - Cold
To rid the earth of the filth
To rid the earth of the lies
The will to rise above
Tearing my inside out
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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
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| Title:Cold
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