Cryptopsy - The Pestilence That Walketh In Darkness | Текст песни

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• The Pestilence That Walketh In Darkness

Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night,
for the arrow that flieth by day,
For the pestilence that walketh in darkness,
for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand
at thy right hand: but it shall not come nigh thee.
Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold,
and see the reward of the wicked.

One last
perfect night of Life on Earth,
I saw
a pestilence descend on wings
plague black,
as it rode the ancient Star Wind:
there are
things more horrible than death

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