God and his priests and his kings, all were waiting, all will wait as they go over Hell between heaven and hell As they're dancing, as they dance over and over, over Cold, cold Crimson and bare as I stand, yours completely, yours as we go over Sing for the lion and lamb, their hearts so haunting, still hearts hold ever and ever, ever Cold, cold God and his priests and his kings, torn their faces, even they feel the cold Cold But you are forgiven, can't be forgotten, never forgotten You are forgiven, can't be forgotten, never forgotten Cold, cold God and his priests and his kings, torn their faces, even they feel the cold
