Bell ringing; it's twelve o'clock
the midnight rules; in the air lies fog
look at the date, it's doomsday
you can hear it everywhere: "Mayday!"
A fist is slipping out of the earth
living corpses; the troopers birth
You can hear a motor noise,
It is the hearse, and you've got no choice
A sword; steel; blade; blood;
The troops of the hearse
come to the earth,
and would like to destroy!
Pace of Hearse
drives you till death
and when you ride with us:
You bleed; You spit; You die!
You bleed; You spit; You die!
You bleed; You spit; You die!
The troops of the hearse
come to the earth,
and would like to destroy!
Pace of Hearse
drives you till death
and when you ride with us:
You bleed; You spit; You die!
You bleed; You spit; You die!
You bleed; You spit; You die!
The troops of the hearse
come to the earth
and would like to destroy!
Pace of Hearse
drives you till death
and when you ride with us:
You bleed; You spit; You die!
You bleed; You spit; You die!
You bleed and then you fuckin' die!
