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• Artiste: Hammers Of Misfortune
• Titre: Trot Out The Dead
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Fool, I am no hero So leave my casket be Furthermore I'd never give my life for such as thee If the people wonder at the suffering you've caused And your massive avarice has left them at a loss If by chance they notice your bloody snapping jaws the blood upon your claws your shifty eyes and laws the nauseating flaws in all you've said Trot out the dead Trot out the dead If by chance they give you the slightest bit of grief Or perhaps they notice you're a liar and a thief If they dare to question your lunatic beliefs The wicked web you weave The slimy trail you leave Or maybe they perceive they've been misled Trot out the dead Trot out the dead Trot out the dead, trot out the dead Fire up the burning pole while you're ahead Blot out the truth, trot out the lies Myriad eyes Silence the wise Shackle the skies Stifle the cries of the soon to be dead If the people wonder why so many had to die Or they test the wisdom in your prevailing lie Or how you let it happen when you knew it all the time and you just let them fly it's in your evil eye the way they were betrayed the day they died Trot out the dead Trot out the lies