You hold my fate All of my mistakes The sky will crack, the earth will quake Cold dead, seeing red ♪ ♪ Here we stand with empty hands No place of worship, no promised land I'm cold dead, I'm seeing red
I found a way outside this world It's not religion or worship the unknown Now there's a fire outside my door They came for witches, but it's me they're looking for We've all been blown away These signs look all the same Let's now make history, history No gods, no gold, no glory ♪ Lately I don't go outside, it's cold outside No stay here with me tonight Maybe I'm cold inside, so dead inside It's starting to scare me ♪ We've all been blown away These signs look all the same Let's now make history, history No gods, no gold, no glory