Black Wings Of Death - Running Wild

The churchbell of doom is tolling

The angel of death is near

The ghost with cowl and the sickle

Spreading terror and fear

He’s taking your breath

He’s twisting your spine

He poisons your soul and

He poisons your mind

Grim reaper will gather in his seed

Blood will splatter his path

A phantom that’s sealing your doom

The damned’s foreboding of death

He’s taking your breath

He’s twisting your spine

He poisons your soul and

He poisons your mind

Riding high on the black wings of death

Like a nightmare that choking your breath

Like the terror that blackens your soul

It’s the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole

The dice of life are falling

The weak and the poor will lose

The rich in their ivory towers

Can’t fell that their head’s in the noose

No chance to talk him round

The black death is spreading its wings

He’s the Jonah of unbridled fear

The pain to beggars and kings

He’s taking your breath

He’s twisting your spine

He poisons your soul and

He poisons your mind

Riding high on the black wings of death

Like a nightmare that choking your breath

Like the terror that blackens your soul

It’s the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole

Riding high on the black wings of death

Like a nightmare that choking your breath

Like the terror that blackens your soul

It’s the dream where you fall on a six foot deep hole