Run!
It's not your day
And try to hide
Yourself away
When the world lies down in a bed after virtueless day
Dreadful evil spirits rouse up - so you start to pray
Don't be late at night coming back to home right through the park
Or you will get to know dark danse Macabre
Do you hear him whispering?
He is so close...
It thrills you
So close...
You are able to hide yourself but
Really not to get away while you are...
Watching his empty face
Emty face
Hearing his fatal swish of gloomy whisper
Of gloomy
You cannot fool or cheat or trick him. Run or die, it is reaper
Or trick him
Run! Run, it's not your day, and try to hide yourself away
Cuz he is coming
When you distinctly feel otherworldly ice-cold thrill
It's time for running! Running!
He reads all your hidden thoughts, he hears your heavy breathing
`Round the corner
Amen!
Don't rely on the bible, holy water or cross
Amen! Amen!
Cuz he weeps over you like a mourner
Amen!
Run! Run, it's not your day
And try to hide yourself away
Cuz he is coming
When you distinctly feel
Otherworldly ice-cold thrill
It's time for running. Running!