Mirror, mirror on the Who's fucked up of all? Fall to your knees, you better hope and I'll the flowers 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 soul's from the belly below got something here for you Take my hand and follow me the grave All the witches gather round, beat the to the monstrous sounds.. Of the gates that's await into your hell
been expecting you, we'd like you to come and stay All the freaks will gather round, the drums to the terrible sounds And await the holy gates your spell
Mirror, in my hand the fucked up in the land Fall to your knees, you better and pray pick the flowers from the grave Leave all the thorns in the resting You not fear coz we're all fucked here You better watch this
If your face is a horrid We could a thing or two my hand and follow me into the grave All the witches round, beat the drums to the terrible sounds.. Of the gates that's will into your hell
We've been expecting you, we'd you to come and stay All the witches will gather round, beat the to the terrible sounds Of the gates that's will await into hell
And I can't be myself, I can't be nobody I will all my sins into the grave If I see the flames of hell, maybe god can and tell In a that's always bleeding at it knees