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God and his priest and his kings
all were waiting
all were 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
You'rs completly
yours as we go over
Sing for the lion and lamb
their hearts are haunting
stills hunts hope
ever and ever
ever
COLD
COLD
God and his priest and his kings
turn their faces
even they feel the cold
COLD
(// What are you given
cant be forgotten
and never forsaken//)
COLD
(//What are you given cant be forgotten)
COLD