Shadowland

You deal with evil
Shaking the reaper's hand
You sold him your soul
Now he seals your fate
The poison in your blood
Soon took all control
In the realm of shadows
On the razor's edge you crawl

A phantom's reflected in your mirror
The shadow of whom you were before
It's not too late, turn back the wheel
And avoid this awful fall
The phantom's reflected in your mirror
The shadow of whom you were before
It's not too late, time's getting short
And hard will be the road

Black trip in hell
Through shadowland
Roaming without aim
Through shadowland

Now, what's the use
In your "search of freedom"?
You'll never be free
Addicted to the needle
You enter this world
The realm of the slaves
The eternal fall
You dig your own grave