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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! From Letras Mania