Then You Scream
As the night falls on a dense fog
Corpses come mounted on their dead horses
They are blind dead
With their long robes, covering their rotting and smelly skin
They came for a feast of human flesh
Swords bet going in your direction
His lips quiver, trying to hide
In the ruins of cursed city His heart beat desperate
Among the rocks and debris corpses are deteriorated
Skeletal claws pulling you wanting you to foolish delight
They hunt you for the sound. Distressed your skin exudes
It's sticky, it's vicious His gaze
The Templars are hungry Fierce your blood
And your heart they will want to
Their fears are greater than anything
Your thoughts are scarce
Weaving down stumbles on its own feet
And I fell!...
Blind Dead
Do not move, do not breathe
Sinking in despair, you scream
You scream, you scream
They grab and break your neck.
You agonize, they'll pull the hair
Tear your belly, tear your guts
Your nerves and muscles no longer respond to stimulation
of their brain
Again you breathe
Launched in pieces of dead people for grabs without eyes
It's members uprooted and eaten. Eaten alive.
This is the price of his sweet innocence taken into the arms
You run, you run away
You cry, sinking in despair
You scream, you scream
Corpses come mounted on their dead horses
They are blind dead
With their long robes, covering their rotting and smelly skin
They came for a feast of human flesh
Swords bet going in your direction
His lips quiver, trying to hide
In the ruins of cursed city His heart beat desperate
Among the rocks and debris corpses are deteriorated
Skeletal claws pulling you wanting you to foolish delight
They hunt you for the sound. Distressed your skin exudes
It's sticky, it's vicious His gaze
The Templars are hungry Fierce your blood
And your heart they will want to
Their fears are greater than anything
Your thoughts are scarce
Weaving down stumbles on its own feet
And I fell!...
Blind Dead
Do not move, do not breathe
Sinking in despair, you scream
You scream, you scream
They grab and break your neck.
You agonize, they'll pull the hair
Tear your belly, tear your guts
Your nerves and muscles no longer respond to stimulation
of their brain
Again you breathe
Launched in pieces of dead people for grabs without eyes
It's members uprooted and eaten. Eaten alive.
This is the price of his sweet innocence taken into the arms
You run, you run away
You cry, sinking in despair
You scream, you scream
Credits
Writer(s): Horace Bones
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