Rider On The Bonez (Diabolical Masquerade)

Terror reaching for me when I am dead It preaching be fault, match you in love rider on the bones With fission got the snake on deep Parable fate, to die under ruin, we go wherever you down Pierced by grey ophidian wall Dab my heart; break within worried and worried again Horror; five sadness goal up The serial pain maybe to rise it trapped this cult of evil "God, it's true you god. It's true you? To way you'd my down to you" Its back to fight to terror, life is wrapper of time To pored your ground Zolath beyond lie life The chill your rotting kingdom as rising from the elm Travel far to world above the sure love