Black Wings Of Death

Running Wild

Composición de: Rolf Kasparek
The churchbell of doom is tolling 
The angel of death is near 
The ghost with cowl and the sickle 
Spreading terror and fear 

He's taking your breath, 
He's twisting your spine 
He poisons your soul and 
He poisons your mind 

Grim reaper will gather in his seed 
Blood will splatter his path 
A phantom that's sealing your doom 
The damned's foreboding of death 

He's taking your breath, 
He's twisting your spine 
He poisons your soul and 
He poisons your mind 

Riding high on the black wings of death 
Like a nightmare that choking your breath 
Like the terror that blackens your soul 
It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole 

The dice of life are falling 
The weak and the poor will lose 
The rich in their ivory towers 
Can't fell that their head's in the noose 
No chance to talk him round 
The black death is spreading its wings 
He's the Jonah of unbridled fear 
The pain to beggars and kings 

He's taking your breath, 
He's twisting your spine 
He poisons your soul and 
He poisons your mind 

Riding high on the black wings of death 
Like a nightmare that choking your breath 
Like the terror that blackens your soul 
It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole 

Riding high on the black wings of death 
Like a nightmare that choking your breath 
Like the terror that blackens your soul 
It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole
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