Face Of Death
Paragon
Forgotten Prophecies • 2007
Lyrics
Sudden ambush
Dead of the night
Disintegrating
Shadows to light
Know that the run from the law don’t make no sense at all
When the signs differ now from a block to the block
And the wolves and the snakes as they wait for our fall
And they’ll feast on your blood and your shocks
Back to back the brothers fighting
Chains and maze beat down
Bastards screaming mutants howling
Freezing time as one fell down
(And the smoke is rising)
(All pictures frozen in)
(A false move) so fatal
A mask of horror and sin
Face of death
Eyes wide open
Adrenaline
Another soul
Caught by death
Fast is the end of your life always unexpected
Black is the curtain that falls down on you
Souls that flare up and then cease to exist
In a blink of an eye and in hours for you
Stabbing knives – an ancient slow-mo
Blood’s painting pictures red
A scream will end this illusion
Looking down find your friend dead
(And the smoke is rising)
(All pictures frozen in)
(A false move) so fatal
A mask of horror and sin
Face of death
Stabbing knives – an ancient slow-mo
Blood’s painting pictures red
A scream will end this illusion
Looking down find your friend dead
(And the smoke is rising)
(All pictures frozen in)
(A false move) so fatal
A mask of horror and sin
Face of death
Dead of the night
Disintegrating
Shadows to light
Know that the run from the law don’t make no sense at all
When the signs differ now from a block to the block
And the wolves and the snakes as they wait for our fall
And they’ll feast on your blood and your shocks
Back to back the brothers fighting
Chains and maze beat down
Bastards screaming mutants howling
Freezing time as one fell down
(And the smoke is rising)
(All pictures frozen in)
(A false move) so fatal
A mask of horror and sin
Face of death
Eyes wide open
Adrenaline
Another soul
Caught by death
Fast is the end of your life always unexpected
Black is the curtain that falls down on you
Souls that flare up and then cease to exist
In a blink of an eye and in hours for you
Stabbing knives – an ancient slow-mo
Blood’s painting pictures red
A scream will end this illusion
Looking down find your friend dead
(And the smoke is rising)
(All pictures frozen in)
(A false move) so fatal
A mask of horror and sin
Face of death
Stabbing knives – an ancient slow-mo
Blood’s painting pictures red
A scream will end this illusion
Looking down find your friend dead
(And the smoke is rising)
(All pictures frozen in)
(A false move) so fatal
A mask of horror and sin
Face of death
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