Let your heart grow cold for all the world to see.
Let them devour what seeps,
So we can take control of all your wretched souls,
And the world will be as rotten as me.
I have nowhere to breathe when you speak down to me.
Your lives are low your mind is fucking weak.
If I could reach down to your soul,
Id leave your heart as cold as me.
Mind's fucking weak.
A promise of freedom betrayed. We were born to live created to hate.
Let your heart grow cold for all the world to see.
Let them devour what seeps,
So we can take control of all your wretched souls,
And the world will be as rotten as me.
Let your heart grow cold.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
