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Rule Of The Dead Songtext
von Witheren

Rule Of The Dead Songtext

Each born from conquest:
The law of the forest
The might of god
The rule of reason
Until voted treason

The deformed child of centuries
You somehow celebrate
With feasts, chants, parades
Maintain these sad remains


Long for a past
That never was
Long for the past
Excuse the flaws

Pride yourself for things that you
Didn′t choose and didn't do
Defend this culture against the rest
When it too is all too grotesque

A shackle to be shed
The rule of the dead
A shackle to be shed:
The rule of the fucking dead!

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