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 dawns soon
As it dawns
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