Nebular Moon - Demons Of Time lyrics

When their arms reach out for you They seise thy heart for an atrocies embrace With demoniac fingers the shroud covers your face And then you know: thou shall die Pursued by nothing zhan your fear But their steps resounding in your tortued ears Tormenting your soul, no place to hide No sword to fight: thou shall die You struggle when you hear them coming And every step you run, thousand pursue your poor soul Demoniac laughter when they tear off little parts You're bleeding when times and feelings come off and die Every tick of the hand a part of you When you crowl to the tombstone of thine You know You die In pieces Time to resign But you are already dead.