A Paler Shade of Death

the night is young another human screams

we stand as one we move at night at dawn we sleep

`cause morning brings the light

from death to life we've turned yet cold our blood veins burn

we walk across your grave its your soul that we'll deprave

chaotic yet with peace we close in as you sleep

face the darkness - let go your soul

nocturnal confirmation - you'll love the cold

we race across the skies

we bring the gift that never dies

666 - we strike in legion with the beast

our pale complexion gleams

wet lips from your bloodstream

face the darkness - let go your soul

nocturnal confirmation - you'll love the cold

we race across the skies

we bring the gift that never dies

Vyšlo na albech