Kill the lights and dim the warmth inside Call on the thief of broken dreams Diseased existence bleeds the pain of your creation Will you still come to me in sleep? Left alone 13 Devils 1,000 ghosts 13 Devils One host You know this place, somehow you've been before Under gnarled pine you stay Phantom specter, twisted creature of damnation Summon them all and come what may Turned to stone Drag your coffins through the dirt Rot with me Try to reason through the hurt Burn for me