He lives in a cold empty house, knowing no haste Evil pictures on his walls, marks on his face Is he a ghost in your head, empty memory Came from the ring of the dead Feeding your head with fury
He has the mark of the dead On his neck He has the mark of the dead In his brain
His eyes glowing in the night, over the ground His goal will soon be in sight, cry without a sound Fallen angel in disguse, down the well Dripping poison from his smile, he'll see you in hell
The phantom under the stairs, red holy water Hiding in a creepy lair, black shadows hunter This ghost I never ment to conjure, now he has come Making humanity unpure, draining blood
Ashes fall around me, flames die in the air I sense his eyes upon me, necrotic nightmare Claws of fear grips my heart, the sickness shall spread Will I be teared apart, just pray for the dead Pray for the deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
