Conan's First Date - Fury (of the Dead) | Текст песни

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Degenerated breed of hatred
born from blood and foam
Meandering in darkness
turning human souls to stone
Their eyes are sunk with blood
deformed and empty
Depicting everything you fear

Fury of the dead rise!
No compromise!
Fury of the dead rise!

Mastered in pain
Out of perception
Bred by the night
out of deception

Fury of the dead rise!
No compromise!
Fury of the dead rise!