Paroles de The Scythe

On this night of Nights, She's coming my way Under this rain, dirty with agony and pain Mistress of Doom, winner of all fights My glance is reflected in the blade of the Scythe A sparkling golden sickle Mows down souls whistling in the air Reddens little by little The seas of life and mankinds lairs A fall into the abyss Deep into agony and pain Spiral down to the anguish It had been all in vain Welcome, please join the fair of failures Enter into the hall of pleasures Righteous the act to kill Wasn't it one of Gods wills? Leave behind all the trails of winter The time had come for me to go The fear has gone, the storm is over And there's someone at your door Another name to be carved For every slash of my blade Until the day you find The one reflected is your face Come, taste blood, rust and terror Come to the show with no restraint -It's your time! Mother of desperation Death of thunder and rain Sighs and tears are all in vain Clad in a cloak of despair She'll take you away Welcome, please join the fair of failures Enter into the hall of pleasures Righteous the act to kill Wasn't it one of Gods wills? Leave behind all the trails of winter The time as come for me to go The fear has gone, the storm is over And there's someone at your door Hold your ground and watch your back With the aim of remaining the last I asked this night for a piece of advice This time the Scythe won't fall, keep still!