Cold

God and his priests and his kings

All were waiting

All will wait

As it goes over

And between heaven and hell

As it dancing

As it 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

Turning 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

And never forsaken

Cold