Blessed Death - Omen Of Fate | Текст песни

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No crashing down to head on death
My mind is rapped in fear
Prepared to hold my one last breath
Kings voice is all I hear
Evil tried to tell us, it was coming
It was near

Our minds controlled by terror
Raging fury, mass of fear
Metal ripping, necks are trashing
Skin is broken, bones just snap
Blood is dripping, skulls are broken
Cannot feel the pain just yet
Taste the blood upon my tounge
How sweet it tastes to live
Of not for metal flowing through
Our veins, we would not live

King, saved us from death

Deep inside the moment
Just before the crashing blow
Eyes are locked on headlights
Death is calling won't let go

Omen of fate
Omen of fate

Hail the omen of fate
Take need the omen of fate

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