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