a soul made of ice   and the invention of fire   didn't melt my heart   it got even colder   my soul remains frozen   as it has been for a thousand years      no feelings at all   you know I got no feelings at all   frozen soul      at the beginning of time   i was born   into a family of conquerors   destined to do death   stonecold obsession   for the destruction of life      you know that i'm the son of man   you made me to what I am   the fear of me is a product of your past   forever, that's how long I'll last      no feelings at all   you know I got no feelings at all   frozen soul   I exist-   by the grace of your coldness   by the grace of a breed of rats   by the grace of a god who failed   by the grace of the one you hail      you know that i'm the son of man   you made me to what I am   the fear of me is a product of your past   forever, that's how long i'll last      a soul made of ice   and the invention of fire   didn't melt my heart   i got even colder      no feelings at all   you know I got no feelings at all   frozen soul