Mystic circle - Wings of Death (album version) 04:21 dalszöveg

Wings of Death (album version)


We are all born to die 
In this game called living 
The ghost of death raises his claws 
And tears apart your energy 

The wings of death will take your soul 
Your body is an empty shell 
The wings of death will erase your life 
You'll fly in the night 
Wings of death from black bird 
The wings of death it's your last escort 

We are all born to die 
Material things have no value 
Everyone carries the mark of death 
In the abyss of decade