To rid the earth of the filth
To rid the earth of the lies
To will the 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
"&The dream of the new
The Cold songs lyrics by At the Gates artist are strictly for educational use only.
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