| Torn out of your grave deprived of your eternal sleep
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| I’m anxious to steal if for your corpse I want to keep
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| Your journey for Elysium I stopped before in begun
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| Sent through dimensions for me your flesh and soul
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| For you none
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| I attract misery like a light attacks moths
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| I need you all dead I get off funerals
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| Ghostfaced assassin invisible for eye and ear
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| In life and in death I got you in a chokehold
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| Of fear
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| When I have killed you I let you hide in death awhile
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| After you all dead I get off on funerals
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| Come with me now and I’ll open you eyes
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| Killing for me is a pleasure not even found
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| In paradise
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| A blessing for the wicked
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| A chalice for the cursed
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| To ride the nights as frightening dreams
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| Within the devils hearse
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| Welcome to the neverdead
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| This life was just your first
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| I’ll never let you go I’ll never set you free
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| You can always pray but in the end you follow me
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| All to be entombed and buried you are all my prey
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| All Morningside mortuary where the dead
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| No longer is that way
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| A nightmare for the blessed
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| And those who puts god first
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| To see what’s afterlife is like
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| Within the devils hearse
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| You are now the neverdead
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| From here on the nightmare only gets worse |