[Music & Lyrics : Jesus Christ !]
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deceased not dead my fire burns
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procession of my rotting worms
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heads in hand and silent moans
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rotting cloth remains on bones
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furious yet I ride with ease
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grand invisions of crushing knees
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rolling boulders the sound of thunder
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soldiers rot they come from under
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hear the scream it's time to die
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we ride the sea and glide the sky
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feel the cold rise your feet
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our silhouette is black and bleak
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severed limbs you felt no slash
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mouths are gaping dripping ash
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brain is dead you look so old
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hands are numb your face is cold
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eyes of the dead eyes of the dead
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eyes of the dead
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crusted black putrid face
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all are dead the rats in place
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fingers crawl in searching birth
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all around is dripping earth
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hear the scream it's time to die
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we ride the sea and glide the sky
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feel the cold rise your feet
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our silhouette is black and bleak
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severed limbs you felt no slash
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mouths are gaping dripping ash
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brain is dead you look so old
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hands are numb your face is cold
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Eyes Of The Dead
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