Mirror mirror on the wallnWho's the darkest of them all?nThere's a storm comingnTo this ol' townnnYou are blessednI am cursednAll across this universenI see the spirits in their fleshnI hear the voices of the deadnGet down on your filthy kneesnWatch them rise up from their sheetsnnWhispered thisnBut now revealednThe prophecy has been fulfillednThere's a storm comingnTo this ol' townnnYou are blessednI am cursednAll across this universenI see the spirits in their fleshnI hear the voices of the deadnGet down on your filthy kneesnWatch them rise up from their sheets