black demon Exposing evil, black demon To that bastard's lethal, black demon Deliverance, black demon Breaking the trance, black demon Exposing evil, black demon
takes, commander's black The living dead at his back Deliverance, black demon Breaking the trance, black demon To that bastard's lethal, black demon
Fordítás: Running Wild. Fekete Démon.
Watch this rock Who would bust like my style it's ruffcut and it's True hood stuff bright hot wild mystic plus mannish Alien nation invasion, black white
the demons. I cast my self into the Wild Hunt. The forest is the Labyrinth of Fear and all the dead is running in the Hunt. I give my self unto all my
Away The dogs are running away The dogs are running away The dogs are running away The dogs are running away The dogs are running away The dogs are running Dogs are running wild
to the burning earth. Endless streams, fall of sorrow and agony are running away from the indestructable gate of evil. Teared up by wild hurricans, hoarse
food or fridge, we use to drink 'em hot (I remember that shit) I use to drink the O.E. down to the sticker Pour in the Guinness Stout to make it thicker Black
midst of musical moments lyrical guns bust Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to dust Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman Running
the demons. i cast my self into the wild hunt The forest is the labyrinth of fear and all the deads's running in the hunt. I give my self unto all my
you close We'll glide like ghosts On the starry water Tthe dogs are running wild The dogs are running wild The dogs are running wild The dogs are running Dogs are running wild
a meeting Before he started speaking, they blasted him leaving him bleeding And everybody running, searching for escape Twenty years later I'm making moves trying to push a demo
[Daugherty, Humphrey, Kurtz, Mueller, Worthen] Black mist is the breath of night Sworn to burn for a demon's right Toiling with unholy dreams In the
for a meeting Before he started speaking, they blasted him leaving him bleeding And everybody running, searching for escape Twenty years later I'm making moves trying to push a demo
moments Lyrical guns bust, Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to dust Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman Running to your bitch
