We will come back from cold realms of darkness Carrying the nark of corruption within our black souls An anguish beyond belief now drives our return Our eyes are lookin at thousand of crosses The cemetery of faith Weak broken bodies that roam without souls Chains of Death, Chains of Death It s now use worrying It s now use crying The will of fate will be done We know, were all born to suffer This is our doom We cant stop our degradation We cannot break all our chains Were here to die!!! Chains of Death, Chains of Death
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