| Long arm of the dead is dragging you down
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| Show them your weakness and you’re as good as drowned
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| Live like a clown, die like a worm
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| No turning back now it’s time to
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| Storm the bastions of the army of the dead
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| They want you to be like them, rotten maggots in your head
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| Controlled by the evil book they want to make you one of them
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| A pawn in the game of lies, conformity and scam
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| Fear in your heart, never let it grow
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| Roar of the chainsaw whoa-oh-oh
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| Armed to the teeth, let the bastards know
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| Slashing through the darkness with my chainsaw
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| They will swallow your soul, feast on your flesh
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| Surrounded by deadites, high time to slash
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| Obey their rules, stuck in a rut
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| They’re laughing at your dreams and now it’s time to
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| Cut the demon trees, you got captured by their roots
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| Forever locked in a cabin in the heart of evil woods
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| They used to be your friends, now you’re stabbed with a knife
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| It’s not a Necronomicon, it’s just a book of life |