stone cold (live)

outcast a time of war

when mankind lost control

of life and death

under surveillance

i watch the children pray

while god just turns away

out in the ruins thes seek shelter

these streets were once my home

but those

golden days are gone

now i?m fighting to survive

stone cold

man or machine

stone cold

the end of our dream

the word is on the street

it?s kill or to be killed

with no exeption you are on your own

we should have seen it all along

the writings

on the wall

tell me what have we become

stone cold. who do you believe in now

when the pophecy

came true

the final deja vu

these streets were once my home. stone cold.