Bloody Hammers - Black Sunday

Words From The Father He Told Me Son
You’re The Wretched You’re The Vile

From The Beginning I Held The Curse
Black Hearted Guided To The Wild

Wanted But I’m Finished Running
I Know Well That Pale Horse Is Coming

I Will Depart The Earth In Smoke, Ashes And Flames
But Return With A Vengeance Remember My Name
Put To Death With No Regrets Of The Sins I Made
Burning On Black Sunday

A Wake of Carnage Left in My Dust
I Know I’m in for Nasty Weather

Even Time Gets Weary to the immortal
Who Really Wants to Live Forever

Written by:
JERRY ANDERS

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