| Slaughtered and ripped out of the tomb
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| Vicious acts, horrid deeds
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| Digging up corpses, newly entombed
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| This is where he feeds
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| Sadistic maniac, bloodsoaked feast
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| He comes here every night
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| To stalk the cemetery’s new dug graves
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| And make sure there’s no one in sight
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| A lust of the wicked, lust for the vile
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| Repeating unspeakable acts
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| Obscene and atrocious, lacking remorse
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| Skulls of the humans now cracked
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| Beyond the living, beneath the dead
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| They will rot in pieces
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| Beyond the living, beneath the dead
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| They will rot in pieces
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| This murderous butcher, with sinister intent
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| Can’t resist his nocturnal urge
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| To haunt the graveyard for new to maim
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| A brutal and repugnant search
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| Sadistic maniac, bloodsoaked feast
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| He comes here every night
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| To stalk the cemetery’s new dug graves
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| And make sure there’s no one in sight
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| Beyond the living, beneath the dead
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| They will rot in pieces
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| Beyond the living, beneath the dead
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| They will rot in pieces
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| Rot in pieces — dead! |