.Well, I'll you something 'bout our world.
There's no one out to comfort your wounds.
Rotten bodies litter the ground.
Whoa, will they stand on their own,
Or stay cold?
Well, I've been to Hell, and I've seen the eyes
Void of life and death, but the dead don't rise..
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