| Stacking bodies, piled to the sky
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| No one sheds a tear when the faceless die
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| The clouds of smoke cover the stench of rot
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| Return to the dirt, just to be forgotten
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| I hope you see their misery
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| We live in a place where 500,000 people disappear without a trace
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| No funeral, no regard, just another number in the body count
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| He lives, he lives among us
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| The serpent, the serpent guides us to their bed
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| When the sun sets
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| And the devil leaves his hole
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| Stacking bodies over bodies just to steal your soul
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| When the light’s out
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| Bodies burning up the land
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| Letting evil sit upon its corpse throne
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| Burn
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| This world is turning
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| To the fires of Hell
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| We bow our heads to the lawless one
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| He lives, he lives among us
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| The serpent, the serpent numbs us
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| To their pain
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| When the sun sets
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| And the devil leaves his hole
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| Stacking bodies over bodies just to steal your soul
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| When the light’s out
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| Bodies burning up the land
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| Letting evil sit upon its corpse throne
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| Stacking bodies over bodies just to steal your soul
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| For the corpse throne
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| No more peace, no more light
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| We distort this world
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| Darkness fills the sky
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| No more peace, no more light
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| We distort this world
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| Darkness fills the sky |