Black Dethe 歌词

The redeemer has not come On a cross he hangs so pale I kiss the wounds in his side Just to taste the sweet decay A thousand rats follow my trail As I drift from house to house I grant thee the kiss of black death I am invisible - I am death My bony hand stretched across the land Villagers caught in a web of decay Under the rusty scythe you die Only deaf ears listen to you pray No cross or door can ever stop my way As I come to visit you at night The promised life leaves your bated breath I am invincible - I am death You can't see me Only fear me All bow down to the great pestilence Time stands still as man wrenches Covered with blackened skin and gangrene Heaped by the thousands in vast trenches Mass burials guarded by skeletal ghosts Macabre sufferings of the bubonic host The painful price for killing black cats A plague carried by millions of rats