Mirror, on the wall Who's fucked up of them Fall to knees, you better hope and pray I'll pick the from your grave Leave all the thorns in the resting You better not fear coz we're all here You better watch space
If your from the belly below we've got something here for you Take my hand and me into the grave All the witches gather round, beat the drums to the sounds.. Of the gates that's will await into hell
We've been expecting you, we'd like you to and stay All the freaks gather round, beat the drums to the terrible sounds And await the holy gates into spell
Mirror, in my hand Who's the up in the land Fall to knees, you better hope and pray I'll pick the flowers the grave Leave all the thorns in the resting You better not fear coz all fucked here You better this space
If your face is a horrid We could a thing or two Take my hand and follow me into the All the witches gather round, beat the to the terrible sounds.. Of the gates that's will await into your
We've been you, we'd like you to come and stay All the witches will gather round, beat the drums to the terrible Of the gates that's will await into hell
And I can't be myself, I can't be else I will all my sins into the grave If I see the of hell, maybe god can show and tell In a world always bleeding at it knees