Morokh — Left in the Dust

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I can feel your dead breath
Grim Reaper behind my back
Your cold skeleton hands
Will never break my neck

So welcome to this endless race
Excuse me, but I’m always the winner

You have reserved a room in Hell for me
But first you have to catch my ass

You’re left in the dust
You can call me uncatchable
You’re left in the dust
Now admit your defeat

You can put a gun to my face
But I am still alive
You can fire a thousand arrows
But I am still alive
You can tighten the noose around my neck
But you’d better admit your defeat
Because I still can breathe

My blood will never stop running
The coffin will never become my home
I am still alive

You had endless chances
To kill my body and gorge my soul
But every time you have failed
Don’t forget I am uncatchable

You have reserved a room in Hell for me
But first you have to catch my ass

You’re left in the dust
You can call me uncatchable
You’re left in the dust
Now admit your defeat

You’ll never win this game
You’ll never win this race
I want to see a waved white flag in front of your ugly face