Stone Cold

Hammerfall

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 they seek shelter

These streets were once my home, but those

golden days are gone, now I'm fighting to survive

Stone cold, the end of our dream



The sword is on the street, it's kill or to be killed

with no exception 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 belive in now, when the prophecy

came true, the final deja vu



These streets were once my home ...



Stone cold ...