Disposal of the sick Execution of the wicked A soil filled with centuries of remains Absurd ways of death Die, die by the sword Die, die by the rope This hearse is a oneway ride A ride into oblivion Enter the kingdom of scavengers Dressed up in shackles and chains Die, die by the axe Die, die by the flames Welcome to Rotting Hill a realm of carnivores Guided by the stench an odour that marks the trail Sunrise over Rotting Hill cursed throughout centuries Beasts shall unite on Rotting Hill Once a beast now a prey Hangmans law, join your ghosts Lost your limbs piece by piece Lost your head left to rot Welcome to Rotting Hill a realm of carnivores Guided by the stench an odour that marks the trail Sunrise over Rotting Hill cursed throughout centuries Beasts shall unite on Rotting Hill
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