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On endless nights my need to roam

 I've come to desecrate your bones

 As maggots crawl amongst your flesh

 You're soon to meet the truth of death

 My wants are few to reach my quest

 You're bound to feel my cold request

 Now my dear you soon shall see

 The dying living truth of me

 Cause I'm not living

 You soon will be giving

 So I can die on

 From far away and from the near

 My finest clients buried here

 For once you've shared your death with me

 A ghoul I shall forever be

 But I must sleep before the dawn

 And then my work will carry on

 Once you've come to grips with me

 A ghoul I know you'll always be

 Cause I'm not living no

 You'll soon be giving

 So I can die on

 Chosen one

 Cause I'm not the living

 you soon will be giving

 So I can die on yeah!

 Aaah chosen one!