Paroles de Murder

Nightfall again in my eyes Deluge of blood reveals the crime Sight of red filtered once more Means it an impulse, prince of night Sexual atraction, holiday funeral Addict and thirsty, get out his way He lost the control, descends the hate Decends the hate Theated eyes and cursed life Around the dead track, killer of darkness The spirits burning, the murder is coming Maybe one day you`ll hold a scythe A bloody scythe Even you pay with your life Even they kiling you every night Hell behold your narrow light The light within you won`t realize Maybe one day you`ll hold a scythe A bloody scythe to remind