Paroles de This Cold Reign

Break down the walls Tear them to pieces Burn them to ashes Leave them with scars Mine you have become No one can help you And no one is safe The horsemen of doom Are riding again Try to beg for mercy Here comes the evil That spills from my head Run for the hills Cause this is the end Why beg for mercy I climb the mountain Pled to the warden Drink from the fountain Bled my distortion I've seen all the things that make up your dreams Awaken from your sleep My soul to keep Glory or defeat Never let it go Warrior chief Women and children Front of the line Make them watch While their loved ones die Beating of flesh Witches of wretch Make them pay for their regrets Agony come of age Pain of punishment of hate Cold reign Soul drain Dream of death we masturbate Masquerade in rows of graves This cold reign Soul drain I watch them burn From day to day Suicide genocide Seems to be the only way