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Balfing over rainy graveyards

With only a spade in your hand

Beside the dead your lonely

The first contentment when

The shovel hits the ground

When the death shall rise

Nobody considered cries

When body's are lie

You are gonna Die!

Desecration of Graves!

First you breaf the ground

Breathes life apathetic for whom

Which breaths one's last

The ground is away the hole is free

The future is gone and now lifes the past

When the death shall rise

Nobody considered cries

When body's are lie

You are gonna Die!

Desecration of Graves!

Decayed and rotten smell decay

Relapse the body from the recent home

From now to the end you know

You never will feel alone

Anymore!

When the death shall rise

Nobody considered cries

When body's are lie

You are gonna Die!

Desecration of Graves!