Don't Be Late - Hitten

Terror, chill, fear, panic

And I need to scream, to scream!

I hit my face to comprehend

If voices in my head are for real

«I'm death, not in a dream you are

We’ll meet tonight at witching hour»

No way out

This is my end

I can’t hide from the eyes of Death

«Don't be late

Prayers are not enough

My Scythe whispers your name!»

Closing my eyes

The image my own grave

Invaded lily mind

Through the mist and the darkness

I distinguish the horseman

Who calls for me

The voic comes into my head again

«I am Baphomet, and I am aftr you»

No way out

This is my end

I can’t hide from the eyes of Death

«Don't be late

Prayers are not enough

My Scythe whispers your name!»

My end has come

I will be evoked

As the man defeated

By his own demons

With blood and honor I will fight

Never surrender

Even if my destiny

Is written in the stars

«Finally your time has come

Say goodbye to the world

And welcome to

The darkness kingdom»