While the rain is falling
hear his low voice whispering
His frightful presence makes them cry,
he takes your soul where it belongs
Fear under the light of the moon
everything is hopeless as I've come to see
As long as the trip goes on,
the burning sensation begins to be stronger,
you wish you never arrive to the other side,
but he'll never stop.
hear his low voice whispering
His frightful presence makes them cry,
he takes your soul where it belongs
Fear under the light of the moon
everything is hopeless as I've come to see
As long as the trip goes on,
the burning sensation begins to be stronger,
you wish you never arrive to the other side,
but he'll never stop.