Undertaker - Omnium Gatherum

He wears dark clothes my dear

Liquid transparent as the night

He leans on you

On worst our of harm

You crumble down

Step aside

Make a move

Gives him a free ride

He wears dark intentions

Fear

Who creeps in here tonight

A burden to the blind eye

Kills the upper level

Provokes the fight

Who carries the cross

Takes him to one’s back

And eats the loss, an eye of black

He is there

Take a look

A drop of blood drips down

A daily sacrament

To have ease under the looking glass

To get her

A circle inside each other

To carry the myth alive

For ever

The circle inside each other

To see the myth alive

Who creeps in here tonight

A burden to the blind eye

Kills the upper level

Provokes the fight

A pool of blood in the head