(Pal Waaktaar)

You're back again
You roam the streets
And crack again
You're back again
You're travel-worn
Standing here in the town
Where you were born
It's not your home
The mirror sees you
So alone
...Cold as stone
Yeah
You're not your own
You feel a chill
Go through your bones
You're not your own
There's something wrong
You call you doctor
On the phone
He's not at home
You leave a message
After the tone
";I'm cold as stone";
Emerald green neon lights above
Sapphire red falls on you below
Cold as stone
Emerald green neon lights above

To be continued...