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The March of the Dead Lyrics

We are the d***ed men
And your time is fading
We are the dead men
Untold our number
Our age is coming
Gathering in gutters
Untold our number
Creeping over your land
Stillborn in your gutters
Better beware
You better beware

Dead
The march of the dead
We are the d***ed men
Our troops are rising
We are the d***ed men
Never compromising
Dead are the d***ed men
Our troops are rising

We are the dead
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