Faces Of Death şarkı sözleri

Face of death looks you right in the eye And you can't stand the sight of him You try not to look But you feel a cold stare And now you know why his name is Grim You turn and run as fast as you can You will be caught why put up a fight Your number is chosen it's your turn to die Feeble pleas in the still of the night Pressure building Thoughts of killing Finding something To push you over the edge While you're sleeping Evil creeping Now you're weeping Head's in a vice First you're mad, then you're glad Think you're bad Because you ended a life Nervous twitching Feel an itching to pick up The sledge hammer Face of death looks you right in the eye And you can't stand the sight of him You try not to look But you feel a cold stare And now you know why his name is Grim You turn and run as fast as you can You will be caught why put up a fight Your number is chosen it's your turn to die Feeble pleas in the still of the night