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At The Gates - Cold lyrics


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To rid the earth of the filth
To rid the earth of the lies
The will to 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

I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling

22 years of pain
And I can feel it closing in
The will to rise above
Tearing my insides out

I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling

Cover: At The Gates - Cold
  • Slaughter Of The Soul

  • Year
  • 1995

  • Genre

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  • Approved by Insidiouz
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