Hot Cherry - From Zero to One
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No more ringing bells, no silent cry
For those who chose preyer or booze
Or another god
Death was knocking at the door
The black Lord blowing for last time
Man sank in the blackness
No helping hand to grab
As the plague was spreading hate
The Lord laughed at the pleb's fate

Lost suffering souls,
black bitter tears
Flying raven's gazes
to the witches
Deal with the devil selling souls
The bells of death in the reign of

Empty streets
Empty eyes
Empty souls
Empty hearts

""Are the witches the mothers of the plague?
Or maybe it’s him, the devil himself?
All thatʼs known to us is this terrible truth:
No priest or doctor can save these lands""
These painful dark winds whisper to punish sins
Invoking silently evil
Screaming like a black raven

The wagon of death
wondering down the streets
Withering naive lives
while whiffing its stench
Bringing back echoes of desperation
And pouring bane in the land of

Empty streets
Empty eyes
Empty souls
Empty hearts