It is the night of the hunter Sending a chill through my bones I hear the rolling thunder High above the old headstones
His dishonorable reputation It doesn't matter to me My morbid infatuation Brings me to my knees
Behold the riding reaper He's reaping my soul The riding reaper And I'm growing cold
The rumbling hooves in the distance I know he soon will be here His gleaming blade in assistance My death is drawing near
Ghoulish fascination Gets the better of me This twisted situation Brings me to my knees
Behold the riding reaper He's reaping my soul The riding reaper And I'm cold He says I've been waiting for you In the shadows All along
Ghoulish fascination Gets the better of me This twisted situation Brings me to my knees
Behold the riding reaper He's reaping my soul Oh no, the riding reaper On a night so cold
The riding reaper He's reaping my soul The riding reaper And I'm growing coldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
