he moon is full you cannot see
There’s something in the air
Sound asleep you’re in too deep
Protecting your own lair
The lion roar into the night
Yet another foe to slay
Who are you that I can see right through
The hunter or the prey?
Too late to hear the final warning
No one can defy the reaper
Voices – twisted – calling out your name
Voices – twisted – calling for you
Ain’t no reason for the rhyme
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
Face to face you bide your time
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
You thought you had it all in there
In your little bag of tricks
Insanity won’t set you free
As you cross the river Styx
You’re out of time, you’re bridges burn
In the undying flame
We’ll nail you down to the ground
For you to bear the shame
Too late to hear the final warning
No one can defy the reaper
Voices – twisted – calling out your name
Voices – twisted – calling for you
Ain’t no reason for the rhyme
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
Face to face you bide your time
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
Voices – twisted – calling out your name
Voices – twisted – calling for you
Ain’t no reason for the rhyme
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
Face to face you bide your time
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
Ain’t no reason for the rhyme
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
Face to face you bide your time
Take the black, ready to attack, take the black
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AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
