Cold

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 a hunting
Still hearts hold
Ever and ever
Ever
Cold
Cold
God and his priests and his kings
Turn their faces
Even they feel the
Cold
What you are giving
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken
What you are giving
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken
What you are giving
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken
Cold