| Drowning of the dead, drowning in the sea of life, as you fight against the tide
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| Spinning in a whirlpool, a lifetime flashes by Take the road of despair, the path of destruction
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| Followed by the jackals, that tear at your flesh
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| Hear the voice command, it’s hunger must be fed, line up to die
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| Join the Dance Of The Dead
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| Gaze into the mirror, see the empty eyes, feel the world closing in The void comes ever nearer, feel the knife at your throat
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| It’s edge cuts in deep, screaming for the pain to stop, while you live it never
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| will
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| The noose in pulling tighter, life hangs by a thread, and now you can only give
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| way
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| As you’re choked into submission, so your will is broken, join the living dead
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| Parasites start to feed, on the life that seeps away
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| Hear the voice command, it’s hunger must be fed, the tune of sorrow playing
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| Begin the Dance Of The Dead |