Cold Lyrics by At The Gates
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To rid the earth of the filth
To rid the earth of the lies
The will to rise above
Tearing my insides out

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

I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling

"...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

I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling
To rid the earth of the filth    To rid the earth of the lies    The will to rise above    Tearing my insides out       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       I feel my soul go cold    Only the dead are smiling       "...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       I feel my soul go cold    Only the dead are smiling