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