At One with the Dead

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Nightmare gardens
Filled with dread
Places of the unrest
The one I was dragged into
Paint my shallow vision
In the deepest black
Mark my path with tombstones
Towards the mournful end

Here I dwell at one with the dead

Banished from the grave
Up on my feet but not to live again
Stone cold
Hollow empty soul
With dead I walk
With dead I breathe
With dead I serve my time
At one with the dead

Honest life that I had led
My former source of joy
Turned sour in my experience
Of an afterlife horror
Corpses hanging from the trees
Laughing at my grief
Denied from eternal rest
I´m gasping in disbelief

Here I dwell at one with the dead

Banished from the grave
Up on my feet but not to live again
Stone cold
Hollow empty soul
With dead I walk
With dead I breathe
With dead I serve my time
At one with the dead

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from Satanic Corpse, released August 18, 2016

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