Hellbent lives fucking fates. Praying on your knees it's much too late. Your worthless soul it can't be saved. We cut you down with our hate. You're
react to The blood that moves my body Now covers the ground The blood that moves the body The blood that moves the body There's nowhere to go Tonight Lend some warmth to our cold
crying Trying to keep the public from knowing Baby, what I've got on my mind Someday, baby When the blood runs cold in my veins Someday, baby When the blood runs cold
look at me as if she wanna know when then I tell her "SOMEDAY BABY..." Yes someday, baby When the blood runs cold in my veins Someday, baby When the blood runs cold
ain't nothin' wrong with me But I beg to differ, I been feelin this pain for much too long I feel like my soul is empty My blood is cold and I can't
will never kill the pain Go down, Bill Doolin, don't you wonder why Sooner or later we all have to die? Sooner or later, that's a stone-cold fact
this world is mine for the takin' So when I get famous they gonna know what your name is And no one understand what the pain is And how the blood runs
[Kaufmann, Dirkschneider] Doctor Death Is On The Ward Searching For His Prize Body Bags Are Cold As Ice Screams Cut Through The Night Through The Bars
powerful attack Gonna force the allied law Spreading death and blood- terrorizing all the world In a bloody kinda hope like a killer working dope Living weapons- cold
night and day The lightning strikes again Hello world, here I go Don't fool me, oh no I'm like a rolling thunder The story's been told And my blood runs cold
to live My mind cries out feeling pain I've been roaming to find myself How long have I been feeling endless hurt Falling down, rain flows into my heart In the pain
many times I done paid my dues Even today I'm still payin em fool! (Could it be da reason I'm so cold in da rap game is muthafuckin pain!) I'm screamin
gin and juice, and then I continue to roll [Hook x2] [Z-Ro:] Ain't no love in the sex no mo', I see Bloods killing Bloods And cuz killing cuz, I remember
motivated and cold you on the ledge of all 241 ways to be you...basing guess upon guess there...where...somewhere between motivated and cold believing
To Rage Soon Ending Your Life Feel The Cold Steel Pierce Your Neck Preparing You For The Dead Blood Stains, Broken Glass Writhing In Pain, Slowly Fading
pain Gonorrhea and AIDS, too many to name Sex is alive in both young and old But a lack of education leaves us in the cold There may be a cycle that we
and fiendin for loots and took the crooked route to, ghetto fame I felt the pains and now I run the game The insane brain, cold gettin fly like a plane
