歌词
Welcome back to my lair
It's time to decorate
Show your fears, dying inside
This is the year of your demise
I see visions of fear
Falling, they're all gone
Rifle nailed to your skull
No more breath, dying out
There'll be no resurrection
Death has been on its way
To the dreams, to the knowledge
To the grace of the dead
I see souls of men
The dead, possessed by the cold dead
There's a world of fear of losing strength
And falling short
There's a spirit soul to obtain
It's why we're dead right
Welcome back to my lair
It's time to decorate
Show your fears, dying inside
This is the year of your demise
