RAM - Under the Scythe Lyrics
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Under the Scythe
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What Are The Lyrics For Under the Scythe By RAM?
Speeding
Speeding through the night Stolen car candy jar tonight I will see the light Under, under the influence A fire burns within my veins Fever acid trance Engine screams now it seems like there is no return Moonlight beams violent dreams I am ready to burn Hell's around the corner Chaos and disorder Riding next to death Under the scythe The end of my destination Narcotics and frustration Crashing through the gate Under the scythe Empty emptiness is all All the world has no place for me I can hear the reaper call Flashes Memories in my eyes I accelerate into darkness Into blackened skies Engine screams now it seems like there is no return Moonlight beams violent dreams I am ready to burn Hell's around the corner Chaos and disorder Riding next to death Under the scythe The end of my destination Narcotics and frustration Crashing through the gate Under the scythe Hell's around the corner Chaos and disorder Riding next to death Under the scythe The end of my destination Narcotics and frustration Crashing through the gate Under the scythe Hell's around the corner Chaos and disorder Riding next to death Under the scythe The end of my destination Narcotics and frustration Crashing through the gate Under the scythe |
Who Wrote Under the Scythe By RAM?
Harry Granroth, Oscar Carlquist
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What's The Duration Of The Under the Scythe By RAM?The duration of Under the Scythe is 3:46 minutes and seconds. |
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