Mystic circle - Wings of Death 04:17


Wings Of Death

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 erise your life 
You will fly in the night 
The wings of death a black bird 
The wings of death the last escort 

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

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