Disciples IV

You better call somebody
Something is wrong, so very wrong
There′s no reflection in the mirrorI hear the sounds, the night sounds

I feel it shaking every bone
I cannot help it, I've been cursed
Haven′t seen the sun rise in a hundred years
I'm a walking ghost

Don't get too close, close, close, close, close
Oh, don′t get too close, close, close, close, close
Something′s happening to me
I'm turning into a beast
Don′t get too close, close, close, close, close

Something's happening to me
Don′t get too close, close, close, close, close
Don't get too close, close, close, close, close
Don′t get too close, close, close, close, close
Oh, don't get too close, close, close, close, close