stone cold (live)

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 thes seek shelter, these streets were once my home, but those, golden days are gone, now i?m fighting to survive, stone cold, man or machine, stone cold, the end of our dream, the word is on the street, it?s kill or to be killed, with no exeption 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 believe in now, when the pophecy, came true, the final deja vu, these streets were once my home. stone cold.