The Cult

The Cult - A Pale Horse songtekst

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Behold a grey horse
Death rides a pale horse
A crimson robed rider
With a whip in my hand
You in denim and leather
So louche and confused
With a wave of my hand
I´ll crush your sweet skull
Yeah you don´t stand a chance ow

Mercy gonna cut you right where you stand

Love in the shadows waitin´
Hidin´ in the shadow waitin´
Love in the shadows waitin´ for you
Love in the shadows waitin´ waitin´ for you

Behold a grey horse
Death rides a pale horse
Crimson robed rider
With a whip in my hand
Should have killed me the first time
Gonna live to regret it
Well you don´t stand a chance
You poor little hipster oh

Lord have mercy
I´m gonna cut you right where you stand

Hidin´ in the shadow waitin´
Love in the shadows waitin´ for you
Love in the shadows waitin´ waitin´ for you

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Love in the shadows waitin´ for you
Love in the shadows waitin´ waitin´ for you

Death hides in the shadows got the fear
Death hides in the shadow
You got the got the got the fear

Yeah lord lord have mercy
I´m gonna cut you right where you stand

Love in the shadows waitin´
Hidin´ in the shadow waitin´
Love in the shadows waitin´ for you
Love in the shadows waitin´ waitin´ for you

Love in the shadows waitin´
Hidin´ in the shadow waitin´
Love in the shadows waitin´ for you
Love in the shadows waitin´ waitin´ for you

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