Paroles de The Grim (Black Death pt. II)

Grey ashen sky Thick air raises, Stench of putrid Grim face of death Stared deeply, Swallowed the last remains Black birds chant dawn of dead The destruction of weak life Funeral pyre of souls Mercilessly raped by shadows Mournful spirits cry in pain On sunless cold grave Black birds witness dawn of dead The holocaust of weak life Void of humanity Gone is warmth of day The grim destiny Blackdeath reigns