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In the dark of night

Ages of hate

Soon you realize

Never bury your dead

Way down deep

The dead never sleep

Cold graves are restless

So burn your dead

Mystifying force

Rages through the land

Death defying swarm

You have to burn your dead

Born with a promise to live forever

The dead lay the claim

The Earth is theirs to walk

Turn in their graves

They begin to stare

Beneath the clay

The restless dead hunger

The mortal..........burn