Evil is upon us, death is in the air
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Lightning of blood strikes, falls to the ground
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Ruled by the darklord, dead walk again
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Spread the infection, evil and mindless
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Dead and forgotten, the rotten arise
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Released from the catacombs to the horrible unlife
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Hunger for warm flesh their only desire
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To feed off the living, consume mortal life
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Grotesque and gruesome, the stench overwhelming
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Skin splits, unleashing clouds of flies
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Followed by vermin, the foulest of creatures
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Pick the bones of the afterlife
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Embrace the stagnant sickness and disease
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Unholy unlife the rotten must now feed
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Released From The Catacombs
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| Skeletonwitch |
