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Here at the end of the grave Like a premature sleep the result of the brave Proud to be Dead We'll search through infinity and revenge with our trinity With the power of a million horses We are the mightiest of forces Proud to be Dead Solid like a group of hundred men They'll seem like only ten When we're back for them again Now our death-tour begins we'll bring back the head of the comittor of the sins A feeling of akward self-esteem Our promise we'll redeem how unstable that may seem Proud to be Dead We've came to pay respect your death we will revenge where you lay I suspect That you'll be Proud to be Dead 1 have viewed this page!
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