[music: Lopakka & Sentenced, lyrics: Lopakka]
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(Hunt or be hunted)
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The days are hot
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and the dead lie unburied on the field
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So the wind brings the smell of blood;
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- so heavy and sweet
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They're back again
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- we came so near and yet so far
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They're all around
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and if they come any closer...
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We're done
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Keep My Grave Open, open wide
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Keep My Grave Open, I'm longing to die
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- Peacefull and far from the battlefields
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...and opened just for me
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The moon shuts her eyes
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and great black clouds cover the sky
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Rain bathes the ground
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while we live in darkness like the blind...
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Keep My Grave Open
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Sentenced |