Reaper's Mark - Cold
You speak of anti-lifeOnly for the damned
You speak of fear striking to apathy
You speak of guidance
Lighting a lantern
So the strayed sheep can find it's way home
It is a tragedy
It is unsound
It is an anguish filled road to walk on
It's where the strife ends
It's when you come
It's when I drop my guard
Embrace it
No, I shall not go
To where they grow
The flowers of evil are planted in your soil
I don't belong
Won't come along
For I am cold
And nothing grows inside of me
It's not the empty
That is diseased
If nothing moves then nothing will shatter
It is not the solitude
That destroys
It is the false and smiling liars
God means nothing
He is dead
Emptiness
To me bring
Curse the day
Praise the night
Illuminate
My sight
No, I shall not go
To where they grow
The flowers of evil are planted in your soil
I don't belong
Won't come along
For I am cold
And nothing grows inside of me
And I've walked out
Of the forest deep
Guided me home, under clear sky I'll sleep
And in these fields they'll leave me be
Lie here cold
Silent and free
Written by:
Stig Lagerfjärd
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