God and His priests and His kings
All were waiting
All will wait
As they go over
Held between heaven and hell
As they're dancing,
As they dance over and over
Over
Cold
Cold
Crimson and bare as I stand
Yours completely,
Yours as we go over
Sing for the lion and lamb
Their hearts are hunting
Still hunts hope ever and ever
Ever
Cold
Cold
God and His priests and His kings
Turn their faces
Even they feel the cold
What you are given
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken
What you are given
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken
What you are given
Can't be forgotten
Cold
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