Слова:
Crown Death Is The Hunter

tide There will be no mercy given From my blood-stained scythe Death is the hunter I am the hunter Stalking defenseless prey Through your death I am

death I am reborn in a crimson tide There will be no mercy given From my blood-stained scythe Death is The Hunter I am the hunter - Stalking - defenseless

pass this way again, you can rest assured I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting

each song, each chant, each blasphemy it is the sign of hades swords shall chime and blood shall flow in a neverending death dance and crows shall feast

I am the bloody earth Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags White Bat is death? Feed it to pigs Rise to be a king

crown I wore Was it mine The lips that lie Is it true The lace that tears Is it skin The line that binds Is it real The face that smiles Is

One more time Ready to die Wild for the night Death comes pale Cold is the grave Through secrets of these blood drenched streets Still hunting for a

below, catch up with my funeral Caught up and brought up in it into dimensions The feeling like I can't take it no more The mission is dealing with pressure Pressure is the death

It is the sign of Hades Each song, each chant, each blasphemy It is the sign of Hades Swords shall chime and blood flow In a neverending death dance