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Break out the coffin

Slash and kill

Branded by black death

Escape the ground, finish the work

Hooded and threatening

Dark march over the living world

No breath, no heart beat

Blind army, murder for free

Fear the death patrol

Stench, streets paved in skulls

Containment and repression

Once a hero, now rotten flesh

Yet murderous, yet contageous

Forget the good, and keep the bad

Cops versus the dead

Evil goats against police dogs

Fight back your death is worthy

Expulsed from the living world

Back underground, failed entreprise

Equal in front of the reaper

Fear of the unwanted

Crisis of death, no murder jobs

Keep your skills, just fuck the back off