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You start to feel the cold
now you believe the tales you being told.
Heīs here heīs at your door,
The grim reaperīs son we canīt ignore
The age of ruin is upon us all,
pray is just a waste of your time.
The dead walk as the master calls,
leads the herd to the beat of the chimes
Kalmageddon - the man outta hell
Kalmageddon - he cast an evil spell,
Surrender, your soul those ho treasure the most
Kalmageddon - itīs the unholy ghost.
Youīre counting in the dark,
the last beats of your pounding heart.
The tales you heard are true,
your scream is silenced as the cold hands engulf you...
The ends of ruin is upon us all,
pray is just a waste of your time.
The dead walk as the master calls,
leads the herd to the beat of the chimes
Kalmageddon - the man outta hell
Kalmageddon - he cast an evil spell,
Surrender, your soul those ho treasure the most
Kalmageddon - itīs the unholy ghost.
Fear the fortieth unholy ghost - (Kalmageddon) [4x]