Cold Lyrics

Waking up with half closed eyes
Blank thoughts and no desire to move
To breath, to feel alive
Disassociated units from the greater whole
The greater body that shapes all soul

What are you made of?
What ever will be enough?
The confrontation is sinking the resistance
Cold and mistaken
You fire a gun, it fires back
Have you lost the point of your existence?

But how can you not?
How can one see beyond his own cause?
What does it feel when the hand has no more warmth? Bound to exist, or going cold?

What are you made of?
What ever will be enough?
The confrontation is sinking the resistance
Cold and mistaken
You fire a gun, it fires back
Have you lost the point of your existence?

Bound to exist, or going cold?

What are you made of?
What ever will be enough?
The confrontation is sinking the resistance
Cold and mistaken
You fire a gun, it fires back
Have you lost the point of your existence?

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