[Zuruck]

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...