You feel the cold follow you through the night
You chase the hopes and dreams of another mans pride
And what's it worth to you when you lose the find
You chase the demons the gold in search of a life
And when all's said and done, what was the point
To the sound of blazing guns, you lost your soul
Yet you take a young boy's life to feed your own
For a man who sold his soul for the demons gold
You feel the cold follow you through the night
You chase the demons the gold in search of a life
And when all's said and done, what was the point
To the sound of blazing guns, you lost your soul
Yet you take a young boy's life to feed your own
For a man who sold his soul for the demons gold
And when all's said and done, what was the point
For a man who sold his soul for the demons gold