When you look in the mirror
You can feel the Death
Reflecting in the empty
You better watch your back
Slowly he comes
Crawling in the dark
There's nowhere to run
Nowhere you can hide
You feel like you're going insane
The Ghost of Death sealed your fate
When you look through the Ghost
You can see yourself
There's blood at your hands
Maybe you deserve hell
It's not time to freak out
Take one deep breath
Now that you know all the truth
You think you can change the past
That was your last mistake
Your soul he comes to take
Tonight!
The Ghost has risen from the damned grave
Coming from the shadows of eternal nightmares
He needs souls
Souls condemned to hell like yours
So you must die
Tonight you worth more dead than alive
You must die
He is coming to take you to hell!
When you look through the Ghost you can feel the Death
The Ghost of Death!
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