Cryptkeeper Five
Miscellaneous
Our Hell's Grown Cold
I'll never love this pain,
We'll never be the same,
Well we had some fun,
Yeah we had it all,
But not no more,
Our hell's grown cold.
You used to walk with me,
You used to talk to me,
We used to crush human legion
Under hand and foot,
But not no more,
Our hell's grown cold.
We used to torch and maim,
We used to brawl and hate,
We used to have all that hell
Could offer, and more,
But not no more,
Our hell's grown cold.
Well my body's numb,
And my mind so bleeds,
I've been drained of all that
Makes me me,
One could say our fire burns no more,
Where did you go?

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