A freak of nature with a hooded face
Is coming for you like a hurricane
A tortured soul with a twisted mind
The clock is ticking but there ain't no time.

The black of night conceals his evil plan
You can run but he don't give a damn
Is that a tingle running down your spine
Or is it his blade about to take your life

Chorus
well you better run, you better run
Fast as a bullet from a loaded gun
You better hide, you better hide
His every breath tastes just like suicide
You're gonna die you're gonna die
You're gonna slip beneath the veil
And then you're just another page inside a Reapers Tale

A misted breath fills the moonlit air
You feel a presence and you know he's there
A raindrop falls from a silver blade
It sends your soul to an early grave

A weathered finger from an outstretched hand
Points out the way into the shadowed land
The moon is rising and its getting late
Is this your time or just a twist of fate

Chorus.

Bridge to guitar solo

You can take that icy path
To the otherside
Or you can tempt the hand of fate
And run for your life.

...SONG BY ME...

Any thoughts..

That was really good. It really grabbed with the action and the flow was marvelous. I wouldn't change a thing.

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cool...i'm well chuffed..never put my stuff on anything before..cheers..

that was cool