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The Dead Will Rise Evil Dead

As I lay here I write this waiting for the drugs to take hold, the fading memory of a life gone cold This race of puppets fucking make me sick, An effegy

chin checks and eye swolls They know You watchin but you ain't seein what lies before you, beatch Picture if you will seven deadly human beings blessed

Fortune, Soldiers of the Night back to back, ready to fight Enchanted gardens, where Evil slipped away through darkness, fire and rage Uncanny demons will

are not the sons of God We are not his chosen people now We have crossed the path he trod We will feel the pain of his beginning Shadow fingers rise

When you feel safe when you feel warm That's when I rise that's when I crawl Gliding on mist hardly a sound Bringing the kiss evils abound In the dead

throat it crumbled in my fist And I spun heroically around To see Caffrey rising from his seat I shot that mother fucker down Mmmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah "I have no free will

we fall walking across the dead This is a memory of rotting destiny Our worst nightmare Your throat will bleed your skin will burn Your throat will bleed your skin will

his infinite blood thirst, too far to call them right for him Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone... GARGOYLES, FLY GARGOYLES, RISE

shout my call : I?ll take your little dead boy I?ll take your little dead girl About every week I come ringing for the dead I pile ?em up high - feets