Down the chimney he goes,
In and out of the doors of sleeping homes...

Questions slowly sinking in,
I guess it time to drink again...

I can't stand this feeling,
I'm so sick of all this...

I sit in this lonely, isolated place,
It's cold and dark, I chill everytime I take a...

Two trainers stand face to face,
Their hearts racing to the battles pace...

Embedded within the ground,
The roots which cry but give no sound...

A little cream, with a little sugar,
prevents the blackness from tasting bitter...

So long had he been lost,
she waited for him at any cost...

In the beginning there was some promised to you,
Something of sentimental value...

In the streets and in your home,
These are the places that Ghouls roam...

I am the one to slay the Angels.
Iam the one to break all the Bells...

Fighting for what we believe is right,
Disabling my enemies so that they can't fight...