Tekster: Children Of Bodom. Follow The Reaper. Northern Comfort.

You're the one you
Tame that fire in the night
You're the one who
Scares people with the scythe

You're the one to
Tell him to ever live by
You're the Lord to
Shaking all alone

You're alone

Now you left me out
To drop his sight
I wasn't ready for the sunlight
To come to my heart

You're alone

Take me with you, take me far
Take me away from the painless soul
Drop the haze, save the skies
Reaper never lies

Don't let me go alone

Now running out to forever alone
Sweating and shivering
Cold right to the bone

Pain is a scare
Controls you to fall big time
For the mad to escape
With a bottle from this world

Huh

You're far too alive
Try back to the sky
I wasn't ready for the scythe, no
Get me down to the trough, yea

No

Huh

Like lightning from the sky
The moon is up with pride
Go listen, take away

Your place for my lying out
Being high, come Heaven above
Drop it now, it falls alive
Take me to the sky