Cold Colours - Rotting Christ

The cold twilight

Was giving way

To that frozen night

When he started to say

Through you eyes

I can see

None of your lies

Convince me

The dancing shadows

I wait to appear

The omen that shows

You are here

Away from you untrackable

And yet near you untouchable

A sudden fear came into me

The night is here it circles me

A sudden fear

Came into me

The night is here

It circles me

The silver of the moon

So intoxicating

I’ll see them soon

It’s almost scaring

Undoing hatred

Reflected the gold colours

Golden fire and red

The black of death follows