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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

Death metal, hard-core, cross over, metal, hard rock