The Seathmaw Project - Autumn

The moon cuts through the trees
The scythe of death swings freely
A perfect time to hide
The light is fading

She comes out of the night
She's coming for your life
Hell is getting empty
Demand tonight is high
The dark robes blend with shadows
No footsteps can be heard
In the cold dark night

Your heart is sinking deep
And soon will seize to beat
The fragrance of the dead
Fills the air

She comes out of the night
She's coming for your life
Hell is getting empty
Demand tonight is high
The dark robes blend with shadows
No footsteps can be heard
In the cold dark night

The body count is rising
But will it reach the limit
The blade is getting dull
The numbers start to fall

She comes out of the night
She's coming for your life
Hell is getting empty
Demand tonight is high
The dark robes blend with shadows
No footsteps can be heard
In the cold dark night
She comes out of the night
She's coming for your life
Hell is getting empty
Demand tonight is high

Written by:
Luis Munoz

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