Battle Of The Dead Lyrics

As the moon is falling
The moon rides the sky
Clouds are gathering together
And hides in the light for souls

Creation of death awaiting the night
Hunting the mortals
Into the battleof the dead The grim reaper moves among us
The black bird follow his path
Nothing stays the same
Death is apart of you

Will they ever feel the pain
Will they ever see the moon

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