From the recording Visions of the blinded world (pt.I,II)
Lyrics
COLD FRANTIC BOY
IS THIS BOY A LIAR
IS THIS BOY MESSIAH
IS THIS BOY A SAINT
LET US WAIT UNTIL HE SPEAKS
SAYS HE WALKS ON WATER
SAYS HE WALKS THROUGH FIRE
CAN HE RISE THE DEAD
LET US WAIT UNTIL HE SPEAKS
WOKEN CHILD STARED AT THE WORLD AROUND
NOTHING COULD ESCAPE HIS FRANTIC SIGHT
COLD HIS HEART BECAME AT ONCE
WHEN HORROS OF THIS WORLD HIMSELF HE WITNESSED
COLD FRANTIC BOY
CAN NOT CRY-TEARS ARE DEEPLY FROZEN
COLD FRANTIC BOY
CAN NOT DIE UNTIL HE FACES EVERYTHING
FROM WORM OBLIVION LAIR HE ROSE IN SADNESS
FOULNESS AND ILLUSIONS COUNTING DAYS
HIS EYS WIDE SHOT IN BLACKEST PITCH THAT SPREAD AND ITCHED
THROUGH THE FINGERS RUNNING SAND COUNTING TIME OF DESPAIR
COLD FRANTIC BOY
CAN NOT CRY-TEARS ARE DEEPLY FROZEN
COLD FRANTIC BOY
CAN NOT DIE UNTIL HE FACES EVERYTHING
SAYS HE WALKS ON WATER
SAYS HE WALKS THROUGH FIRE
CAN HE RISE THE DEAD…