| My shovel plunges into earth for the very first time
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| Exhuming every single nightmare that humanity does hide
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| In the moonlight, this wretched experiment is born
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| Extract them from their tombs forevermore
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| A pile of bodies wrapped in plastic stuffed inside my trunk
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| A long and winding road in darkness, my mind has run amok
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| Seeping through the tarps, a vile stench of rotting limbs
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| The pungent odor pierces through me deep within
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| I hear their voices inside my head
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| Constantly, they call to me to become one of them
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| One of the dead
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| I did my best to escape this prison of mankind
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| I’ve lost my faith, now filled with hate
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| People can be so unkind
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| I’ll change the world with my creation’s rebirth
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| Electric charged abominations, exactly what they deserve
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| This divine horror, unlike anything I’ve ever seen
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| Like a proud father, I watch its eyes reopening
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| Murderous intentions
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| Bones will break, these sacred words I speak
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| Seem to hypnotize, terror has been excised
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| Their thirst for blood can never be undone
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| The population hunted endlessly
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| Flesh is torn, consumed by insatiable hordes
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| Released upon this world eternally
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| Forever the world is plunged into madness
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| I hear their voices inside my head
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| Constantly, they call to me to become one of them
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| One of the dead
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| I hear their voices inside my head
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| One of the dead
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| Constantly, they call to me to become one of them
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| One of the dead |