Every night same time I can hear it calls to me, come with me
With his scythe by my side, why can't you see
As it takes my breath away, more and more each day
But the touch itself I dread and then I'm dead
Tales from the crypt are the tales of despair
Tales from the cruel way of life
Tales from the crypt are the tales from the dead
Tales from the death they had died
Don't you hear the bells toll as they mark our souls to moan
And they chime all the time until there is no one left to die
But who's the devil, who's the beast upon those souls it feasts
Can't be man or can it be or is it me
Tales from the crypt are the tales of despair
Tales from the cruel way of life
Tales from the crypt are the tales from the dead
Tales from the death they had died
And Silence Remains - Tales from the Crypt Lyrics
And Silence Remains - Tales from the Crypt Lyrics
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Every night same time I can hear it calls to me, come with me
With his scythe by my side, why can't you see
As it takes my breath away, more and more each day
But the touch itself I dread and then I'm dead
Tales from the crypt are the tales of despair
Tales from the cruel way of life
Tales from the crypt are the tales from the dead
Tales from the death they had died
Don't you hear the bells toll as they mark our souls to moan
And they chime all the time until there is no one left to die
But who's the devil, who's the beast upon those souls it feasts
Can't be man or can it be or is it me
Tales from the crypt are the tales of despair
Tales from the cruel way of life
Tales from the crypt are the tales from the dead
Tales from the death they had died
With his scythe by my side, why can't you see
As it takes my breath away, more and more each day
But the touch itself I dread and then I'm dead
Tales from the crypt are the tales of despair
Tales from the cruel way of life
Tales from the crypt are the tales from the dead
Tales from the death they had died
Don't you hear the bells toll as they mark our souls to moan
And they chime all the time until there is no one left to die
But who's the devil, who's the beast upon those souls it feasts
Can't be man or can it be or is it me
Tales from the crypt are the tales of despair
Tales from the cruel way of life
Tales from the crypt are the tales from the dead
Tales from the death they had died
Writer: Timo Wimmer
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