Here comes your deathful end soon you will see.
Be scared of wild smiles and eyes looking holes.
We’re Army of the Bones.
We have to rise from tombs and go. So…
So have to leave alone our worms.
So we shall to start the mankind war.
And all becomes (come. come) to a doomed pale.
It’s just impossible bad dream.
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