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When fear just consumes you

And your souls just been crushed

The desires you may have

Smell like rotting flesh

There is no more hope

There is nothing left

The feeling you may have

Shackled to a corps

You've fought the good fight

Now your battle worn

Been fighting this battle

Since the day you were born

Nothing ever came easy

Struggle is your life

Each and every day got worse

Shackled to a corpse

Skin infested irritated

Cracked and also burns

Can't end it soon enough you see

Feed me to the worms

Mocked and often shamed you see

The horseman they will come

The last horse is the darkest one

Shackled to the corps

So let it be written

So let it be done

The crown now has been lost

It belongs to no one

A world full of hatred

There will be no remorse

All we have left you see

Is Shackled to a corps