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From My Cold Dead Hands

Combichrist

We Love You

2014

praying
We are the bait
A dark upon us
We'll start to fall
A presentation
We fight with pride
Humiliation

From my cold dead hands

Do what I

did
If you want my heart, babe
You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead, hands
I guess I got something that she don't have
Not gonna let you take

It's going down
And we must stand
You can take my rights from my cold, dead hands
It's going down
And we must stand
You can take my rights from my cold

You’re gonna have to take this
From my cold dead hand
I don’t quite get what
U Don’t understand
Gonna have to take this
From my cold dead hand
Cold

This is what I've waited for.
Why am I so scared.

5. Gloves

You know what I hate?
When I'm awake and dreaming.

Pry this wish from my cold dead hands

from me
You'll have to pry it from my cold dead hands
I ain't sayin' I'm an outlaw
But I'm packin' a loaded gun
Enter my house unannounced cowboy

fill a damn plate
But if I sing this song loud enough
I can keep ya out all night

Unless ya grab this six string
From my cold dead hand
Unless ya grab

when the virus took my breath
Freedom is my slogan
Liberty my word
Carried a gun to my funeral
From my cold dead hand they'll purge
Carried a gun to my

who's been gunned down?

Living in a military state, in a false flag paradigm.
You wanna take my rights by demand?
You'll have to pry them from my cold

floor to ceiling with food and supplies
But I’m prepared to die to protect what is mine
You can take my toilet paper from my cold dead hands
Might get

and said take it
From my cold dead hands
I was their age when it happened
Exit wounds the size of softballs
And it's been more than a decade now
That was

5. From My Cold Dead Hands

Force-fed youth watch crippled america
Dependent on things not seen in black and white
Responsibility is a dying art form

hinges on the laws of the land
My granddaddy's 30-30 Winchester will be pried from my cold dead hands
Yeah my grandaddy's 30-30 Winchester will be pried

HEARTS BURN SLOW

So still, all is noiseless by your side
Earth quaked, we fell apart in different ways

Rip your heart from my cold dead hands 
take

the land
We may die in thousands they will understand
We will not surrender not one boy or man
Come take the sword of the highlands
From my cold dead hands

in the sand
Lightning playin'
This shit sound like Coltrane
You gotta snatch this mic from
My cold dead hands
And probably still have to fight
The old

my cold dead hand
Until then the big man is gold
Got one lone reason to go on breathing
Climb into the zone of the evening, keep reaching
Just

on

Smoking Marlboro Reds now
Telling white lies now
I've been feeling blue now
Got bloodshot eyes now

My last dollar 
Ripped from my cold dead hands by

GIF
From my cold dead hands

Don't know where he came from 
Don't know what he's seen
From Red Sea to the Naked Jungle
Chuck knows where you've been

gotta take it from me
You gotta pry it away 
From my cold dead hands 

How can you blame me?
I see you all as losers and prey, yeah way.

Why did you

Rebellion everywhere, the lines in the sand,
Try and take my knife ... from my cold dead hand
Lighting the fuse getting ready to explode,
The walls are

a steady aim, puttin' all six in a ten range 
Stay second amendment 'til I'm an old dead man 
You can have this pistol
When you pry it from my cold dead

Liberals think you can take my beans
You’ll have to pry them from my cold dead hands
Snowflakes best now what that means
Try to dodge my Special Bean Cannon

Wanna take what I have from my cold dead hands
To make it clear you, open your fucking eyes
Watching the world shake, we're cutting all ties
Making