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• Artiste: Insision
• Titre: The Dead Live On
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The foul smell inside this place Stench of decomposition There is no need to work in haste No disturbance does exist Every night I go outside Digging deep into the ground Digging for the dead A mushy one will do just fine I was born with this addiction Collected pieces stuffed in jars Rotten dead, they are all my friends Heard them speaking to me I thought this cannot be Words came from the wormfilled mouths There was fear but also excitement Keep on bringing corpses home At least now I am not alone In my head I hear their voices Every night I go outside Digging deep into the ground Digging for the dead Stacking my friends at home The dead live on Inside my head again they are living They dead live on My friends have turned against me They all say that they hate me Cannot live, they are all gone Blowing my head off with my gun There is a morgue inside my house I was born with this addiction Collected pieces stuffed in jars Rotten dead, they are all my friends