By the toll of the churchbell The chosen ones are gathering The time is slowly winding back Tearing through the gates I hear him
It's the dawn of the reaper Marching death with no face to hide It's the dawn of the reaper Prepare for eternal night
Dressed in hoods They walk in line No escape from the one who fades the light
Dressed in hoods They walk in line No escape from the one who fades the light
A low rumble shaking ground Holy leaders quivering The tide is slowly rising Death Hell's rising Mindless worship feeds the core Dark pasts of hate and ruin Gone Summoned in the night
It's the dawn of the reaper Marching death with no face to hide It's the dawn of the reaper Prepare for eternal nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
