Текст (слова) песни: Running Wild - Black Wings Of Death

The churchbell of doom is tolling, the angel of death is near
The ghost with the cowl and the sickle, spreading terror and fear
He`s taking your breath, he`s twisting your spine
He poisons your soul and he poisons your mind
Grim reaper will gather in his seed, blood will splatter his path
A phantom that`s scaling your doom, the damned`s foreboding of death
He`s taking your breath, he`s twisting your spine
He poisons your soul and he poisons your mind
Riding high on the black wings of death
Like a nightmare that`s choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It`s the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole
The dies of life are falling, the weak and the poor will !!lose!!
The rich in their ivory towers can`t feel that their head`s in the noose
No chance to talk him round, the black death is spreading its wings
He`s the Jonah of unbridled fear, the pain to beggars and kings
He`s taking your breath, he`s twisting your spine
He poisons your soul and he poisons your mind
Riding high on the black wings of death
Like a nightmare that`s choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It`s the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole

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