The Death letra

Lots of people use to fear me
Standing on their knees begging for mercy!
Your pain feeds my desire
Your soul will burn like fire

Always think of your death
I want to feel the stop of your breath
I’ll take your soul to a place
I want the extinction of your race

I don’t care with your life
I just want you to die
Don’t believe in my words
Only your painful death is enough
Enough

The Goths - Letras

• Killing Your Fate
• Kingdom of Sorrow
• Me, My Own Enemy
• Nightmares In Your Head
• Strange Way of Living
• The Death
• Too Late
• Waiting For Changes