Texty:
Arch Enemy Doomsday Machine

: On a journey ill My mind floats astray Over withered fields I cross the river This shortness of breath Between birth and grave Fading in the

: I am after you A shadow on the hunt Don't turn around I am right behind you I will get to you And take you down Tear your insides out Crush

I am after you A shadow on the hunt Don't turn around I am right behind you I will get to you And take you down Tear your insides out Crush your

Flying high on blackened wings Vengeance in my eyes Colder than steel instantly real A new power flows through me Reaching out for something Knowing

Sudden implosion of silenced emotions Buried beneath a scarred heart for too long Delusions of hope fading away Dying like leaves on frozen soil

On a journey ill My mind floats astray Over withered fields I cross the river This shortness of breath Between birth and grave Fading in the distance

Processed, diluted Virtually unrecognizable I was lost there - no direction A scattered void No more It's over I'm on to you Your evil game