الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
triving to stay alive
Fear runs through your mind
One last chance you get
To escape your fate of death
No sorrow for tomorrow night
On hallows eve he'll
Make you bleed
Writhe the pain,
From deep inside
Feel the eyes of
A hollow soul
Murder's the game he plays
Hear screams now it's to late
Slashing with power of hate
Begging for life no time to pray
