The Dawning of the dead
Nothing left
Compulsions, the wonderful erratic putrefaction
Nothing but a bullet, nothing but a body
Bring me your presence
Your heart, Your soul, Your joy
Now tell me bitch, where is your god
Where is your god, he's dead
Nothing but a fake, nothing but a waste of space
Killing, I'm not the one who sold you to the lethal bullet
Blood sprays on the walls, another corpse will fall
The dawning of the dead, destroying all that's left
They're coming, they're coming, they're coming, they're coming back again
Run like hell
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