Coldest Day In Hell Songtext

I got a pocket full of bones
On my neck, the sign of Cain
I have come here for no pardon
On the coldest day in hell
Like a jackal on the run
I'm a renegade unchained
Branded with the devil's mark
On the coldest day in hell

Bear to witness saving light
You have all received me well
I have come here for no mercy
On the coldest day in hell

Now it's time I drift away
Take my ride across thе night
To the place wherе Gabriel fell
On the coldest day in hell
Got my pistols loaded up
Down the barrel of a gun
In the heart of man, I dwell
On the coldest day in hell

Oh, I refuse to submit
I came here to make my name
Jesus weeps, the righteous pray
When I start to play my game
Now you're all under my spell
On the coldest day in hell
I got a pocket full of bones
On my neck, the sign of Cain
I have come here for no pardon
On the coldest day in hell

Oh, how I refuse to submit
I came here to make my name
Jesus weeps, the righteous pray
When I start to play my game
Now you're all under my spell
On the coldest day in hell
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