Graveyard Disciples March into the fields Existence through destruction The bodies beneath the wheels Ohhhhhh, The trip into the black Ohhhhhh, Life's dying fall. Born to pull the trigger Fueled to feed the hate Innocense is shattered The blood that cripples the hand of fate Ohhhhhh, The trip into the black Ohhhhhh, Life's dying fall. Solo Ohhhhhh, The trip into the black Ohhhhhh, Life's dying fall.
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