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You start to feel the cold
Now you believe the tales you've been told
He's here, he's at your door
The Grim Reapers Son we can't ignore

The age of ruin is upon us all
Futile prayers just a waste of your time
The Dead walk as their master calls
Leads the herd to the beat of the chimes

The man outta Hell
He casts an evil spell
Surrender your soul
and those you treasure the most
Praise the unholy ghost

You're counting in the dark
The last beats of your pounding heart
The tales you've heard are true
Your scream is silenced as the as the cold hands engulf you

Kneel before the unholy ghost

Autor(es): Lordi