Songtext von In a Wicked Pursuit

Dark-light speed, through ever-never The ghostly reaper, that evanescent follows Dark-light speed, through ever-never With sharp gloomy scythe Pecaminous stars of night, the dreams Dark-light speed, through ever-never Terrifying sight, that tramble the most skeptical ones. It's like facing the doomsday alone Even who has many seasons passed by, Will freeze from head to toe A detailed portrait is nothing but a shadow, Of the untold fear In graveyard dwells, supreme life-taker. Inside thy dreams Is where he rules Swansong of life Lulaby of death Black-torn mantle, hiding the skull-shape With the near danger, all hope fades a+way Black-torn mantle, hiding the skull-shape The shining happy memories Soon turns into ailments, in heart Black-torn mantle, hiding the skull-shape The wicked pursuit ends in Craved dark nails in flesh The reaper, dread evil incarnated So close, he feels its breath That sulphur smell spreads Woke soaking in blood Dried heart, in pain, no longer beats No-used with darkness His eyes stare the heavy air Two red static dots Gazin' the corpse That agonizes silently 'till death takes over him