End Of Days

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!