Severed Head Of State - A Frigid Chill, Not Of Winter Lyrics

A frigid chill, not of winter blows through hallowed lands.
The mastermind of extermination... intervention as a business plan.
A sickening feeling sates the soul in the hearts of sentient men,
a frigid chill, not of winter fervently sets in.

Afghan civilians cradle their dead in shrouded burial rags.
Brainwashed soldiers of holy wars come home stuffed in body bags.
A sickening feeling sates the soul in the hearts of sentient men,
a frigid chill, not of winter fervently sets in.
And icy storm of hate and fear reigns down in Berlin,
a frigid chill, not of winter fervently sets in...