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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Midnight fog rolls through the town,
The wind goes still, not a single sound.
They say if the bell rings one last time,
A shadow will cross the borderline.
No horse, no breath, no mortal cry,
Just a chill that crawls beneath the sky.
[Pre-Chorus]
They tried to shoot, they tried to burn,
But the Undertaker always returned.
[Chorus]
Beware…
Of the Undertaker,
Beware…
When the night grows cold,
Beware…
You can't kill, what won't die.
[Verse 2]
They buried him deep, beneath the oak,
Swore they’d end that cursed joke.
But a deal with death don’t fade away,
He’s been riding every night and day.
Some say he’s vengeance dressed in black,
Some say he’s here to take you back.
[Pre-Chorus]
They tried to run, they tried to hide,
But no one cheats the reaper’s ride.
[Chorus]
Beware…
Of the Undertaker,
Beware…
When the night grows cold,
Beware…
You can't kill, what won't die.
[Bridge]
He opens up, the Gates of hell
And release a fury no mortal man has ever seen.
Look in the mirror, if he’s standing near,
The last thing you’ll know is the weight of fear.
[Breakdown – Spoken / whispered]
“One bell tolls… and your time is sold.”
[Chorus – Final]
Beware…
Of the Undertaker,
Beware…
When the night grows cold,
Beware…
You can't kill, what won't die.
[Outro]
And when the darkness takes its claim,
He’ll whisper softly… your name.
Details
GeneratedOct 12, 2025
Duration3:53
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark Country, Southern Gothic, düsterer Western, tiefer Gesang, Slide Guitar, Mundharmonika, düstere Atmosphäre
Credits
Prompt byDucmarci
ModelAria v4
