Abracadabra, lie in wait for my soul
Abracadaver, gape upon me with your frown
A bear lies in wait, a lion in dark places
A mark for the arrow, that pierces through my soul
A frothy frenzy, a pig for a pig
Nausea and swollen tongue, whip the vengeful dead
My blood is what you craved, a slow death
A divine punishment, there's no return
Welcome my mortal enemies, it's the end of days
I have called upon thee: when shall the dead arise?
Welcome my mortal enemies, it's the end of days
I have called upon thee: when shall the dead arise?
Abracadabra, lie in wait for my soul
Abracadaver, gape upon me with your frown
A bear lies in wait, a lion in dark places
A mark for the arrow, that pierces through my soul!
Anti-depressive Delivery - End Of Days Lyrics
Anti-depressive Delivery - End Of Days Lyrics
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Abracadabra, lie in wait for my soul
Abracadaver, gape upon me with your frown
A bear lies in wait, a lion in dark places
A mark for the arrow, that pierces through my soul
A frothy frenzy, a pig for a pig
Nausea and swollen tongue, whip the vengeful dead
My blood is what you craved, a slow death
A divine punishment, there's no return
Welcome my mortal enemies, it's the end of days
I have called upon thee: when shall the dead arise?
Welcome my mortal enemies, it's the end of days
I have called upon thee: when shall the dead arise?
Abracadabra, lie in wait for my soul
Abracadaver, gape upon me with your frown
A bear lies in wait, a lion in dark places
A mark for the arrow, that pierces through my soul!
Abracadaver, gape upon me with your frown
A bear lies in wait, a lion in dark places
A mark for the arrow, that pierces through my soul
A frothy frenzy, a pig for a pig
Nausea and swollen tongue, whip the vengeful dead
My blood is what you craved, a slow death
A divine punishment, there's no return
Welcome my mortal enemies, it's the end of days
I have called upon thee: when shall the dead arise?
Welcome my mortal enemies, it's the end of days
I have called upon thee: when shall the dead arise?
Abracadabra, lie in wait for my soul
Abracadaver, gape upon me with your frown
A bear lies in wait, a lion in dark places
A mark for the arrow, that pierces through my soul!