Death, death, death all around
Children crying, a long, lonesome sound
Their parents lie like rocks in the ground
Not a soul salvaged, not a soul to be found
Even if we searched like those bloodthirsty hounds
Not a soul salvaged, every soul drowned
Killers in the dark, be gone from my heart
Killers in the night, be gone from my sight
Killers in the dawn, you too must be gone
Killers in the day, even you cannot stay
Killers in Hell, I bid thee farewell!
Hear ye, hear ye, make way for the King!
Make way for the choir that joyfully sings!
Make way for the souls who we all thought were gone
Make way for the right to correct all wrongs!
Make way for the darkness, make way for the light
Make way for the killers of dawn, day and night
Make way for the stars that will fall to the ground
There’s death, death
Death all around.
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