Из альбома: Hellraiser
You are condemned,
I put a spell on you.
The spell of death,
has come all over you.
Like a disease,
I will control your mind.
Get on your knees,
You won't survive the night.
Hellraiser.
You are posessed,
I am you're willing pest.
Put you to rest,
Tonight you'll be my guest.
You are oppressed,
Abused by my request.
Get ready for,
The final inquest.
Hellraiser.