Mirror, mirror, on the wall Who's the darkest of them all There's a storm coming To this old town You are blessed, I am cursed All across this universe I see the spirits in the flesh I hear the voices of the dead Get down on your filthy knees Watch them rise up from the seas This (?) now revealed The prophecy has been fulfilled There's a storm coming To this old town You are blessed, I am cursed All across this universe I see the spirits in the flesh I hear the voices of the dead Get down on your filthy knees Watch them rise up from the seas There's a storm coming To this old town