Death Follows Me. #Texas blues#hard rock#Death

[Verse 1] A city at midnight—a black shadow. No one is there, yet I hear footsteps. Every time I turn around, a skeleton grins. No matter how far I run, it’s still right there. An old coin in my pocket— Heads or tails, it always lands on the wrong side. In a dream last night, you stood before me, Whispering, "It’s about time." [Pre-Chorus] Pray to God, but there’s no reply. Sell my soul to the Devil? I don’t even have one left. Even this life of mine... it isn't truly mine. [Chorus] The Grim Reaper has taken hold of me, Tearing through the night with black wings. Run—run until you reach the ends of Hell! His scythe is aimed straight for my throat. Laugh—laugh on this final night! As long as my heart is still beating, I’m not dead yet. Hey, Reaper—come and follow me! [Verse 2] The woman at the tavern looks away. In the mirror, I see the face of a dead man. A rusted pistol, an empty chamber— To hell with fate; I’ll smash it all to pieces! Thunder rolls across the desolate wasteland, And a black horse strikes the ground with its hooves. "Your time is running out," it says. Well then, I’ll go out in a blaze of glory! [Bridge] The bell in the graveyard tolls, Cold fingers grip my shoulder. But I won’t fall to my knees just yet— I’ll kick down the gates of Hell! [Final Chorus] The Grim Reaper has taken hold of me, Soaring through the sky on black wings. Howl—howl—on this final night! I will never sell away my soul. Laugh—laugh—you bastard, Fate! Until the flame of my life flickers out, I shall walk my own path. Grim Reaper—wait for me in hell! [Outro] The footsteps cease… The wind sweeps through… I turn around, and there he stands— "You’re next."