Black Widows کے بول

Out of the cold, they are rising up Nameless creatures, bent on revenge They follow blind a senseless idol Their religion is black and suicidal Black is the colour Black is their mind Bringer of chaos Of fire and storm Life means nothing Death is their faith Black widows kill people In the name of hate Like invincible spiders they creeping around You can't see them, they're underground A trail of blood they leave behind They are a pest for all mankind Black is the colour Black is their mind Bringer of chaos Of fire and storm Life means nothing Death is their faith Black widows kill people In the name of hate Bringer of chaos Of fire and storm Life means nothing Death is their faith Black widows kill people In the name of hate Black widows Black widows Black widows kill people In the name of hate