priests gathered at the graves
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No souls were saved, fooling
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with the young man's pain
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the childs' mind had gone insane
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born in heaven, raised in hell
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an angel of death that never
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fell, trapped in a world I never
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made-I watch the sky turn black
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and fade. The scene of the crime
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was empty-nothing left for you
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to see, but you could hear the
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sound of the bodies breaking the ground
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plague of zombies run away-
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remember hell came today-Scream,
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scream and scream again-my days
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of terror shall begin-. In the
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hills they beat a song of how
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all was lost and - all was gone, see
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the figures glowing in the night-shadows
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dancing in flaming light.
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King Of Souls
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| White Zombie |
