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Dance Of The DeadTo St. Giles and no remorseSo demented and untame Start tearing up the Earth Who's influence and who's to blame In the ground for some time now Elizabeth's long gone grey You find the lid it's decomposed Have you wondered who will pay Bring her upright to the top Her corpse is all decayed Swing the blow now don't stop You've succeeded uncouth raid Like a ripped up wreath Ain't gonna rest in peace |