I walk through fire, I feel no pain Fields of war which fuel my veins In the end, son, I was once like you Cut me, child, you´ll see I bleed Scars of black which help me see
In the end, son, I was once like you
Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round soon Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round, comin´ ´round soon
Fields of death, the rotted womb Hatred, chainsaw, the blessed doom In the end, son, I was once like you The ashes that fly, the skin which burns Kill all you can, refuse to learn In the end, son, I was once like you
Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round soon Life, birth, blood, doom
The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round, comin´ ´round soon
Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round soon Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round soon Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round soon Life, birth, blood, doom The hole in the ground is comin´ ´round, comin´ ´round soon
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