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It's a horroday in Haiti, as I'm raised up from the dead |
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Tasting clotted goats bood and long pigs rotten flesh |
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Reborn a tyrant of the soul and created as a slave |
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Longing to find a resting place in my unmade grave |
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Forced to walk the dusty village committing evil, depraved sins |
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Feeding on the living chewing up their sinews, shredding up their tattered skin |
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Woman and children scream in anguish as they watch their helpless men devoured alive |
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Praying to their absent god that we don't find the refuge in which they try and hide |
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Immortality |
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Without spiritual dimensions |
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Lifeless and soulless and godless death puppet |
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At one with the undead, die and awalk a hell for me |
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Searching further for potential victims |
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My hunger no abating yet |
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Clambering through the carnage seeking human |
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Bounty, sinking my teeth into stringy flesh |
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Chanting rhythms surround me from all sides, high |
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Priests working their dastardly land |
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Immortality |
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Without spiritual dimensions |
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Lifeless and soulless and godless death puppet |
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At one with the undead, die and awalk a hell for me |
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The sweet aroma of death fills |
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The dry heated air |
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The sun bakes my corpse, rotting |
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Dead cells with its powerful glare |
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Slowly falling apart trying to sink |
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Back into my lair |
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Forced forever to walk the earth |
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Undead and without a prayer |
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Paying for my lifetime of wicked deeds the ultimate human sacrifice |
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Right and holy men felling kalibas trees for zombie ritual and evil rites |
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Punishing the sinners with eternal hunger set to walk the earth in a sedated state |
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Feasting on the forbidden fruits the only fuel to sustain |
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My hunger and cure the constant pain |
