| Song | Mammoth |
| Artist | Gothminister |
| Album | Happiness In Darkness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A fallen angel | |
| Broken inside | |
| The old estate lies | |
| Broken in time | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| Beneath the walls | |
| The dead skin rise | |
| like a twister from a sky painted red | |
| A tall dark shadow dancing with the dead | |
| Don´t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Your fear to leave the night | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Enter the fortress | |
| Lurking around | |
| Will it ever happen | |
| What we have found | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| Beneath the walls | |
| The dead skin rise | |
| Like an angel and a devil in red | |
| Two tall dark shadows dancing with the dead | |
| Don´t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Your fear to leave the night | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Don´t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Don´t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| You fear to leave the night | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| As a reminder | |
| Of two of a kind | |
| Like an angel and a devil in red | |
| Two tall dark shadows dancing with the dead |
| A fallen angel | |
| Broken inside | |
| The old estate lies | |
| Broken in time | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| Beneath the walls | |
| The dead skin rise | |
| like a twister from a sky painted red | |
| A tall dark shadow dancing with the dead | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Your fear to leave the night | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Enter the fortress | |
| Lurking around | |
| Will it ever happen | |
| What we have found | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| Beneath the walls | |
| The dead skin rise | |
| Like an angel and a devil in red | |
| Two tall dark shadows dancing with the dead | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Your fear to leave the night | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| You fear to leave the night | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| As a reminder | |
| Of two of a kind | |
| Like an angel and a devil in red | |
| Two tall dark shadows dancing with the dead |
| A fallen angel | |
| Broken inside | |
| The old estate lies | |
| Broken in time | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| Beneath the walls | |
| The dead skin rise | |
| like a twister from a sky painted red | |
| A tall dark shadow dancing with the dead | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Your fear to leave the night | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Enter the fortress | |
| Lurking around | |
| Will it ever happen | |
| What we have found | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| Beneath the walls | |
| The dead skin rise | |
| Like an angel and a devil in red | |
| Two tall dark shadows dancing with the dead | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Your fear to leave the night | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| Don t you fear to close your eyes | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| You fear to leave the night | |
| The worms are crawling, feeding beneath the ground | |
| But the minister will watch over your soul | |
| Crawling maggots | |
| Itching in your mind | |
| As a reminder | |
| Of two of a kind | |
| Like an angel and a devil in red | |
| Two tall dark shadows dancing with the dead |