Текст песни Razor - March Of Death
Razor - March Of Death слова песни
Cold and silent prophecyBrought about by fearsForetold to all the massesForgotten through the yearsThe end to all predictionsYes time is growing nearThe march of death approachesThe fate of man is clearThey run to find a hiding placeTo hide themselves from sheer disgraceThe Gods have come to claim their headsTriumphant when they`re deadA million wars unitedRepayment for our livesWidespread grief and terrorThe nations face demiseAmidst the passive sorrowThey toll the final bellThe sacred rise above us allThe evil burn in hellThe corpses of the wickedSurpass those of the goodThe cities lay in ruinAmongst the fire and bloodDestructive forces renderedThe pulse of mankind endsUpon the frozen bodiesThe march of death descends