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Grave Below

evil is set free Domination since the dawn of time Soulhunter will prevail again The only angels you'll ever see Will be the dark ones - Below Trying

my brother above me, who took a rebel stand He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the mud below my feet

is a broken thug, (that's me) who don't wanna go home, (no...) rather stand here frozen up, hangin' out in the cold, zero below, tryin' to find his soul

its way With grave determination, and no destination The Flat Earth Society is meeting here today Singing happy little lies And the Bright Ship Humana is well on its way With grave

Described by a Hater, That's tragic. Billy Shakespeare was in his grave doin backspins. The attractive power of every verse was so intense the ladies required napkins. The credits rolled: Below

not somethin' 2 die 4 (Get on) Young Quaid, remember that name (If there's hell below, we're all gonna go) 'Cause all you mothafuckas Go to your grave

bitches It just is Cold cold world Picture two worlds collide every civilization died catchin bullet holes you can still hear they mamas crying In every second is the grave

've so hope you've heard That you live again From deep earth brings forth Rebirth witness but I shant believe From below, a chilling glow On all Hallows

Christmas in Hell, Hell, Hell Halloween in Heaven, oh well, oh well The Devil stole a Yule tree decorated with souls Jesus trick or treating as him below