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In nightside of the realm of dreams

In a glance in the hidden mirrors

Stares the eye that never rests and it sees every

mover that you make.

You don't believe in the supernatural world

You only fear what you see before you

But a gate has opened far beyond the frail ends of your mind

Oh Darkness

Our mistress

Take the soul

Of the one we curse tonight

Spirit Reaper, the webs of woven fate ensnare you now.

Spirit Reaper, invoked in darkest hate, its on the prowl.

Spirit Reaper, the end is near, you scream in fear but no one hears.

Spirit Reaper, hex of eternal night, your soul it takes.

In the mists that cloud your naive mind

Your subconscious house of horrors

Seeds are planted in the fertile soil of your ignorant bliss

Paranoia begins to daw inside

All your dreams turn to nightmares

Every time you dose your tired eyes the darkness come alive

Your soul is now ripe and prepared for the taking

A cruel, haunting voice from beyond calls your name

The hunter has found it's prey

Lead HG

Lead MJ