| We came with nothing and with nothing we’ll leave
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| The wheels of fortune has stopped and it bleeds
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| The burning angel and hungry crows
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| Their black eyes that drill holes in our souls
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| The tortured souls that won’t find its peace
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| The endless screams that echo on
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| Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun
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| No one comes to pay respect, come lay to rest
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| The night is still yours
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| When you’re sleeping with the dead
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| And he smiles at you as he takes your life
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| It burns inside of you
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| It burns when you die
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| How sweet and calm, buried six feet under
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| Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
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| The time has come to pay the price
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| When you’re left to rot
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| Close your eyes and rest in pain
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| The endless screams that echos on
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| Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun
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| No one comes to pay respect, come lay to rest
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| The night is still yours
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| When you’re sleeping with the dead
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| When you sleep with the dead it burns
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| Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun
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| No one comes to pay respect, come lay to rest
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| The night is still yours
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| When you’re sleeping with the dead |