Your end is approaching
Pale in the horizon
You're lurking into the fog
Like a worm you hide
Waiting in the shadows
I can smell your stench
You'll not have a second chance
I'm the undertaker of your soul
I'm the disease of your flesh
You play the game of unseen hope
No Second Chance
No Second Chance
No Second Chance
I'm the butcher of your mind
I'm the pain you feel inside
You gasp behind your mask
No Second Chance
I'm the undertaker of your soul
I'm the disease of your flesh
You play the game of unseen hope
No Second Chance