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So what’s the going price of all the bones
Hiding in the back of the closet?
And how come you’re so bent
On pushing for the end of the world
Every time there’s a chance for it?

There is nothing to the trick of using gullibility
Of a rapture fixed to date
So when the time comes
You’re just gonna postpone everything anyway
Yet again

Didn’t you hear the puppets?
Demons are coming to rape our skulls!
And now the counting of our days has begun

So you figure yourself quite the little bugger
In the butchers well kept keep when in honest truth
You’re just another one of his blunt blades
Far too dull to cause bleeding

It would be - all along
A puppeteer who deceives
You to believe you are indubitably
Just a fool marked by the beast

When fed to the Warmachine
War merchant, trader, ill fated tyrant
Unarmed to the teeth in a Warmachine

N-n-n-n-n-n-Necrostabbing the C-c-Corpsefinder
N-n-n-n-n-n-Necrostabbing the C-c-Corpsefinder

Soothsaying son of a gun
Fed to the Warmachine
Who sees the answer in an ultimate
Proprietor of Death as a Warmachine
Once nailed to a piece of wood
Now at the helm of a Warmachine
If to believe is to be saved
Then why are true believers fed to the Warmachine?

N-n-n-n-n-n-Necrostabbing the C-c-Corpsefinder
N-n-n-n-n-n-Necrostabbing the C-c-Corpsefinder

A-na-na-nother bulletin of doom – Another fight
Yet another pamphlet death Marauder
The one who just can’t tell the time
When encrypted in poor predicted rhymes

See them signs see no
Way out of this alive
Saving gracing in the sun
Where the lion and the lamb bites the gun!

Necrostabbing the corpsefinder!
The corpsefinder
The corpsefinder
The cordsefinder

So what’s the going price all the bones
Hiding in the back of the closet?
Peaking out when you least expect ‘em to dwell on the past
And when the last stone has been cast
God says to get what you deserve
Get what you pray for and not what you earn
If you’re at loss at the end of the day
Just tug up your sleeves and do a better prayer

And now the counting of our days has begun

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