a soul made of ice

and the invention of fire

didn't melt my heart

it got even colder

my soul remains frozen

as it has been for a thousand years



no feelings at all

you know I got no feelings at all

frozen soul



at the beginning of time

i was born

into a family of conquerors

destined to do death

stonecold obsession

for the destruction of life



you know that i'm the son of man

you made me to what I am

the fear of me is a product of your past

forever, that's how long I'll last



no feelings at all

you know I got no feelings at all

frozen soul

I exist-

by the grace of your coldness

by the grace of a breed of rats

by the grace of a god who failed

by the grace of the one you hail



you know that i'm the son of man

you made me to what I am

the fear of me is a product of your past

forever, that's how long i'll last



a soul made of ice

and the invention of fire

didn't melt my heart

i got even colder



no feelings at all

you know I got no feelings at all

frozen soul