Rats
Seasons were made for the change.
You will be there.
Just like the night to the day without a care.
The dark goes before the dawn.
Open up your eyes.
Someday soon
Ooo, there'll be a better day.
And someday soon,
Yes, it's not too far away.
Someday soon
Oo yeah, with open skies,
And someday soon.
All we can do is try.
The coloudest day comes around,
You will be there.
All of the feelin's you've found, without a care.
So my friends, you take a look.
Don't you look too far.
Some
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The churchbell of doom is tolling, the angel of death is near
The ghost with the 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 scaling 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's choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It's the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole
The dies of life are falling, the weak and the poor will !!lose!!
The rich in their ivory towers can't feel 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's choking your breath
Like the terror that blackens your soul
It's the dream where you fall in a six foot deep hole