| March of the skeletons
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| March of the living dead
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| Symphony of cracks and creaks
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| Your darkest fears are back
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| A creaking and cracking
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| A shaking and rattling
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| The skeletons keep marching to the sound of the drums
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| Shivering shadows that died on the gallows
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| The army of skull is marauding the land
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| Ragtag march
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| We will not disappoint thee
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| Ran faster — bring the chalice back to me
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| The skeletons keep rising out of their shallow graves
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| Like little girls they’re crying
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| Now taunt your enemy
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| March of the skeletons
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| March of the living dead
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| Symphony of cracks and creaks
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| Your darkest fears are back
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| Tonight the earth shall crumble
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| As time’s about to stumble
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| Under the clashing of our chains
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| And the stench of our remains
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| We are the epitome of evil
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| Hellish forms beyond retrieval
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| With streaming rotten hair
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| Enslaved demons of despair
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| March of the skeletons
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| March of the living dead
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| Symphony of cracks and creaks
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| Your darkest fears are back
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| Flee fast — see the skeletons are marching
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| Be quick — it’s the only way
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| Flee fast — the bloodshedding has started
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| And you are gonna be their first prey |