And I finally see the light again
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the light of my return
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after too much time in darkness
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I've had enough of being underground.
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By now it's all over
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forgotten from memory
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and from the heart of the living.
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My sepulchre has become decrepit
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decaying as my mortal remains
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They are corroded by time
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by vice and by worms.
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So many years now have passed
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from the last time
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that someone cried
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or even prayed for me.
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Oooh zombie, what do you want from us?
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Oooh zombie, why have you come back to life?
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Men don't care about their dead
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don't know that they come back
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come back to kill them.
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Don't believe that it's all over
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at the moment of burial
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There is something more important
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that pushes us to come back.
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The living cry the dead but the dead kill the living
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that is the greatest day for me
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the day of resurrection.
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I don't know who I was
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I don't remember my ancient name
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but now I feel a new reason
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I have no fear to kill.
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Oooh zombie, what do you want from us?
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Oooh zombie, is this real life?
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Zombie
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| Death Ss |
