The Coffinshakers - Coffinshakers' Theme | Текст песни

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Dark night, city lights
An ice-cold moon is on the rise
The shadows creep in the empty streets
When restless spirits finally come to life

Imprisoned in damnated graves
When the sun is shining bright
But from sundown ’till the early morning light
The Coffinshakers rule the night

Cruel lips, bony hips
The winds of Hades ride upon their breath
Full moon eyes pierce your mind
Prepare for the final kiss of death

Imprisoned in damnated graves
When the sun is shining bright
But from sundown ’till the early morning light
The Coffinshakers rule the night