She's slowly killing herself
Taking me with her
We set our graves within the house of terror
We lock the doors & await out death
Will it be painful?
Will it be quick?
Will we fly with the angels in Heaven? 
Or will we burn in Hell for our sin?
Time is running out
Breath is growing short
I can see my past before my eyes
Reaper, hurry & take my soul 
Send me back ot where I belong
Wherever that may be
Together we lay cold & dead on the floor
Our sisterhood may now last an eterntiy