On the road to Hell
Black Rider drives towards,
Pale color of face,
And weird shining in dead eyes.
He’s the same as Death –
Shadow of the Crow,
Just like through crosshair
The Devil watch us…
Never asking, destroying and burning,
Takes away our souls!
Rider will serve upon a hill
Godless Black Mesa - Devil’s will,
And cry will be echoed on the Earth
Come follow me!
On the road to Hell
Gusts of wind and movement,
Hand brake won’t help –
Blood ’ll be removed till sunrise
Rider rush towards,
Worn in coal-black clothes
Road to Haven empty
For a while…
Come Follow Me! Кавер на Арию
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