Cold
Before the Dawn Lyrics


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I refuse to play my role
In this badly written play
Cut my strings
And step down in silence
From the stage that gathered
The characters of my life
Became too small, became unwelcome
If you count my failures
A big blank wall
Will be filled with numbers
And the wall of my victories
Not a single trace
Like a soil covered in frozen rain

Again the winter has won

Descending snow and ice will burn




My skin pale as the landscape
Already cold

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Cold" by Before the Dawn depict feelings of disillusionment and despair, as the singer feels that their life has become like a "badly written play" and they have become unwelcome among the characters in it. The first verse sees the singer refusing to play their assigned role and stepping down from the stage, disconnected from the people and events around them. The second verse compares the numbers of the singer's failures to a blank wall, while their victories are non-existent like a frozen, barren soil. The final line of the song, "Again the winter has won," suggests a cyclical pattern of defeat and hopelessness.


The imagery in the lyrics is also reflective of the song's title, with references to cold and snow throughout. The descending snow and ice is described as burning the singer's skin, emphasizing their emotional pain and discomfort. The landscape is also described as pale and cold, mirroring the singer's own feelings of isolation and emptiness.


Overall, the lyrics of "Cold" by Before the Dawn convey a sense of despair and hopelessness in the face of life's struggles, with vivid imagery and a bleak tone.


Line by Line Meaning

I refuse to play my role
I do not want to be constrained by the expectations placed on me.


In this badly written play
Life seems chaotic and directionless, as though it is not planned or purposeful.


Cut my strings
Liberate me from the expectations and limitations placed on me by society and others.


And step down in silence
I will not make a scene, but will instead leave quietly and respectfully.


From the stage that gathered
This stage represents life, with its many experiences and opportunities.


The characters of my life
The people and events that have shaped who I am as a person.


Became too small, became unwelcome
These characters and experiences have become limiting, unhelpful, and unpleasant to me.


If you count my failures
If you were to weigh all of my errors and shortcomings against my successes...


A big blank wall
...you would find that I have a large number of failures, represented by a vast, empty space.


Will be filled with numbers
This space will be covered in the numerical representations of my mistakes and losses.


And the wall of my victories
In contrast, when you look at my successes and triumphs...


Not a single trace
...they are hard to find and insignificant in comparison to my failures.


Like a soil covered in frozen rain
Like earth that has been covered in ice and snow, my victories are buried and obscured.


Again the winter has won
Once more, I have lost and been defeated by the cold, harsh realities of the world.


Descending snow and ice will burn
The snow and ice that covers everything is painful and humiliating, like being burned alive.


My skin pale as the landscape
My face and body have become as white and lifeless as the wintry landscape around me.


Already cold
I was already feeling numb and unfeeling, like a block of ice, and now the external world reflects my internal experience.




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