Cold Steel

Hopelessly lost, a battle not won You're running in panic, Away from the guns Panic is striking at those all around Beware the Grim Reaper, He rests all around My name is evil Soon you shall see You will obey me Or wetch your self bleed Fight for your life, with cold steel at hand Run for the forest, live off of the land You'll seek the dark shadows for there safety lies It rests with the tarot, You hear the wolves cry My name is evil Soon you shall see You will obey me Or wetch your self bleed Stop for a rest, jump at all sounds Hot on your trail, pursuit all around You're leaping from cover, Your sword fills your hand You fight your last battle Make your last stand My name is evil Soon you shall see You will obey me Or wetch your self bleed