Hackneyed - Redying | Текст песни

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• Hackneyed
• Redying

You’re lost and hounded. Your legs are too weak to run.
Your mind screams “forward”. Your back to dead for fun.
Wrath, the undead. Breathe down your neck.
Smash the undead.
Return, Attack!
Return, Attack!
Redie, undead. Death is coming near. I feel it more and more.
Swallowing my fear. I’m ready for the gore.
Send the dead to me. Fear is not my name.
I’m not the one to flee. Redying is to blame
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They’re dead unbounded. Their souls have left and gone.
They’ve no mind to Stop them. I’ll beat them one on one.

Wrath, the undead. Chop of the neck.
Smash the undead. Swing my axe.
Swing my axe.

Redie, undead.
Drenched with guts and blood.
The Stench of death and rot.
But I’m don’t care right now.
Have fun and light out LOUD.
Redie, undead.