the foreshadowing - cold waste lyrics
cold in my land
whate’er the time i’ve been
running too fast or walking too slow
for a long time.
tomorrow i will hate
and celebrate my greed
wandering the waste
and tasting my heart,
smells like sour and filth.
tears don’t belong to me
and no one else,
i’m running to my h-ll
’cause none of us can make a stand.
running to my h-ll…
cold rain, rush me into my h-ll
all alone when light’s off.
we are born to procreate
and subjugate
tears don’t belong to me
and no one else,
i’m running to my h-ll
’cause none of us can make a stand.
running to my h-ll…
cold waste of a bl–dy
taste we’re alone
and ready to fall.
frontiers without volunteers.
who asked for a penny of love?
skyscr-pers with h-llish view from above
we’re ready to fall.
cold soul, if you’re feeling old you can call
when you can’t go on…
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