| I hear screams, echoes of the dead
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| In the silence — screaming
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| Haunted by the dead
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| Listen
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| They’re calling me to join them
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| Rotting away
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| I’m decomposing
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| Rotting inside
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| Slow decay
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| I wake screaming in the middle of the night
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| Burning inside
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| I’m turning cold
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| Rotting away
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| I’m decomposing
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| Rotting inside
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| Slow decay
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| Skin sweating, my heart skipped a beat
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| Something behind me
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| Something I can’t see
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| Rotting away
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| I’m decomposing
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| Rotting inside
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| Slow decay
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| Haunted — haunted
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| Haunted by the dead
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| Rotting away
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| I’m decomposing
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| Rotting inside
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| Slow decay
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| Silence the screaming has stopped
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| My body hangs dead, swinging from a rope
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| In the silence
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| Listen
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| They’re calling you to join them
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| Rotting away
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| I’m decomposing
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| Rotting inside
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| Slow decay
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| Rotting away
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| I’m decomposing
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| Rotting inside |