Cold Blood
I still, believe in nothing. And I always will.
My blood, keeps on flowing. Cold as the winter's chill.
You think it's hard, to stand alone.
But there's just one seat. On a f**king throne.
Believe in nothing. Cold blood.
Yet stand for something.
Believe in nothing. Cold blood.
Yet stand up for yourself.
No heavenly hand, guiding you.
No holy aura, surrounding you.
You stand alone. You stand alone.
I'm still, sure there's something. Keeping us back.
These blinded fools, keep pushing us off track.
You think it's hard, to stand alone.
But there's just one seat. On a f**king throne.
I still, believe in nothing. Believe in nothing.
I still, believe in nothing. Believe in nothing.
Cold blood, cold blood, cold blood.
Cold blood, cold blood, cold blood.
