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