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Gallows - Death Voices |
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Drag your crosses through the ground |
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Pull the carcass to the hound |
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The ship we wrecked is going down. |
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The weather is a bitch and tonight she howls. |
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Remember me as you pass by |
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Cause you are now and once was I |
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Cause I am now, so you will be |
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Prepare for death, follow me. |
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Four nails, Four corners, |
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Four riders and Four horses. |
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Bring me famine, Bring me death, |
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Bring me war and pestilence |
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Throw your fists, to the ground, |
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beat by beat as the blows rain down |
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This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves. |
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The bed we made is a grave in hell. |
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Remember me as you pass by |
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So you are now so once was I |
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Cause I am now, so you will be |
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Prepare for death, follow me. |
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The sky tears open and it pours with blood, |
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The moon turns red and the streets will flood. |
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Dig up your casket, fill it with stones. |
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This is the end of the world and we are bringing it home. |
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Four nails, Four corners, |
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Four riders and Four horses. |
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Bring me famine, Bring me death, |
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Bring me war and pestilence. |
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Throw your fists, to the ground, |
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beat by beat as the blows rain down |
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This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves, |
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The bed we made is a grave in hell. |
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So kill yourself cause there ain't nothing else. |
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Go on and fucking kill yourself. |
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Four nails, Four corners, |
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Four riders and Four horses. |
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Four tales, Death Voices. |
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No love or corpses. |
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Throw your fists, down to the ground, |
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beat by beat as the blows rain down |
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This is the cold plain world we made for ourselves, |
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The bed we made is a grave in hell. |
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So kill yourself cause there ain't nothing else. |
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Go on and fucking kill yourself. |
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