Из альбома: Book of the Dead
The devils heldhound scenting you he's on his way
He's gonna hunt you like a prey
You better run before the light will turn to dark
Cause soon you'll hear his evil bark
Before the lightning strikes you
The demon will fall
Bless the unholy
You can feel life is slipping away
Bless the unholy
Close your eyes at the end of the day
Time to pray
The heaven sent cannot protect you from the beast
He's not an exorcist or priest
Condemned in darkness with the sentence on it's way
The day of reckoning now pray
Before the lightning strikes you
The demon will call
Bless the unholy
You can feel life is slipping away
Bless the unholy
Close your eyes at the end of the day
Bless the unholy
You can feel life is slipping away
Bless the unholy
Close your eyes at the end of the day
Time to pray