Satyricon - My skin is cold (lyrics)

V1981

My skin is cold and the birds fly free Over my head, where winter grows A heathen's call, stand up or fall This world is yours, for you to rule This, the blood of sin Flows freely This unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold, your skin is cold Black metal rock and a scent of leather And bloodstained gold With rain and wind come times of change And dream come true I go with you, on the path we make This, the blood of sin Flows freely This unstoppable force In the naked flesh My skin is cold, your skin is cold Snow covered ... več My skin is cold and the birds fly free
Over my head, where winter grows
A heathen's call, stand up or fall
This world is yours, for you to rule

This, the blood of sin
Flows freely
This unstoppable force
In the naked flesh
My skin is cold, your skin is cold

Black metal rock and a scent of leather
And bloodstained gold
With rain and wind come times of change
And dream come true
I go with you, on the path we make

This, the blood of sin
Flows freely
This unstoppable force
In the naked flesh
My skin is cold, your skin is cold

Snow covered mountain
I gaze in awe
Wondering who and what was here before
I made my mark on that sacred soil
This phoenix rose from a pit of pain
This, the blood of sin
Flows freely
This unstoppable force
In the naked flesh
My skin is cold, your skin is cold

One nation's man carrying the weight
Of a people's disgrace
This is the turnaround!
Driven by birthright and godsent will
The time has come for you to rule

This, the blood of sin
Flows freely
This unstoppable force
In the naked flesh
My skin is cold, your skin is cold manj