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From the crypt hear my calling |
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spent some holidays in hell |
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all fellows have fallen, wear the gallows every day |
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carry me and let me sleep near the cemetery hilly |
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between the angels and forgotten, this retribution won't stop me |
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prepare for my solitude |
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no one will be save |
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the fortune will conquer you, the light on dead end stairs |
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i can feel it is nice |
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i don't fear, i'm not surprised |
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i am hanging please don't tear down broken walls |
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cut my throat, cut me down, leave me hanging, hear the sound |
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don't let me crawl back on the ground |
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dead end stare |
