Hellpike - Living Death

He runs through the dark lanes

Kills the people without a chance

Then you have nothing to win

When he comes to begin

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

He comes deep, deep from hell

When you’re there you’re nothing to tell

He takes your blood not too small

Paints with it all the walls

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

He rules your way since these days

From the sky deep in his realm

He grabbed the bowels out of you

You’re screaming like your funeral song

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

He takes your blood not too small

Paints with it all the walls

He grabbed the bowels out of you

You’re screaming like your funeral song

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike…

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

He runs through the dark lanes

Kills the people without a chance

Then you have nothing to win

When he comes to begin

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

He comes deep, deep from hell

When you’re there you’re nothing to tell

He takes your blood not too small

Paints with it all the walls

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike, Hellpike, Hellpike

Corre per i vicoli bui

Uccide le persone senza possibilità

Allora non hai niente da vincere

Quando comincia a cominciare

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Viene in profondità, in profondità dall'inferno

Quando sei lì non hai niente da dire

Ti prende il sangue non troppo piccolo

Dipinge con esso tutte le pareti

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Egli governa la tua strada da questi giorni

Dal cielo nel profondo del suo regno

Ti ha strappato le viscere

Stai urlando come la tua canzone funebre

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Ti prende il sangue non troppo piccolo

Dipinge con esso tutte le pareti

Ti ha strappato le viscere

Stai urlando come la tua canzone funebre

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike...

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Corre per i vicoli bui

Uccide le persone senza possibilità

Allora non hai niente da vincere

Quando comincia a cominciare

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Viene in profondità, in profondità dall'inferno

Quando sei lì non hai niente da dire

Ti prende il sangue non troppo piccolo

Dipinge con esso tutte le pareti

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike

Hellpike, Hellpike, Hellpike, Hellpike