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• Artiste: Running Wild
• Titre: Black Wings Of Death
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The churchbell of doom is tolling The angel of death is near The ghost with 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 sealing 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 choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole The dice of life are falling The weak and the poor will lose The rich in their ivory towers Can't fell 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 choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole Riding high on the black wings of death Like a nightmare that choking your breath Like the terror that blackens your soul It's the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole