Píseň: Black Widows

Interpret:
Grave Digger
Album:
The Last Supper
Out of the cold, they are rising up 
Nameless creatures, bent on revenge 
They follow blind, a senseless idol 
Their religion is black and suicidal 


Black is the colour 
Black is their mind 


BRINGER OF CHAOS 
OF FIRE AND STORM 
LIFE MEANS NOTHING 
DEATH IS THEIR FATE 
BLACK WIDOWS KILL PEOPLE 
IN THE NAME OF HATE 


Like invincible spiders, they creeping around 
You can't see them, they're underground 
A trail of blood they leave behind 
They are a pest for all mankind 


Black is the colour 
Black is their mind 


BRINGER OF CHAOS 
OF FIRE AND STORM 
LIFE MEANS NOTHING 
DEATH IS THEIR FATE 
BLACK WIDOWS KILL PEOPLE 
IN THE NAME OF HATE 


Black Widows 
Black Widows 
Black Widows kill peolpe 
In the name of hate