Death's Rider

Hellbutcher

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In the shadows of a moonlit sky
Feel the presence of death arise
Ominous winds pierce through
The core of your soul
You know there is something
Beyond your control

Yes, he will ride again tonight
To reap the souls of the damned

Vicious cold eyes staring your way
A glimpse of the sharp blade
That shall harvest his prey
Out of the darkness the death rider storms
Behind his back a trail of death start to form

And he will ride again tonight
To reap the souls of the damned

Death’s rider
Storms through the night
Death’s rider
No use to fight
The death’s rider
Your faith is sealed
Death’s rider
The scythe he wield

Death’s rider!
Death’s rider!

Thundering darkness the sky is ablaze
Behold the rider emerge from the haze
Upon the back of a black horse he ride
Petrified screams, it is your turn to die

Yes, he will ride again tonight
To reap the souls of the damned

Death’s rider
Storms through the night
Death’s rider
No use to fight
The death’s rider
Your faith is sealed
Death’s rider
The scythe he wield

Death’s rider!
Death’s rider!