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Angels with phallic smiles release toxins within the isles Born again from a deformed ritual Lock up your daughters, hurry now Do you still have your limbs? Then you can run and catch up with the rest.. They're feeding! What now? Your bloods infected It's all sinister and masturbated Let go of his neck You'll find no glory among the dead. Do you still have your limbs? Then you can run and catch up with the rest.. They're feeding! They're gonna get you, they're gonna catch you Take stakes and hatchets from in the ballroom You shouldn't play with dead things You shouldn't blame the dead things Wipe the blood from your face The bloods on your face We are the hunters Here's for the hunters Letras de canciones Here they come, sleep well tonight The snakes with rifles unleash in flight They're coming for you, so head for the storeroom And get your positions Bury, Bury the corpses, Lucifer's crypt Finding, finding out something, inside my heart Bury, bury the corpses, the witches turn to stone From Letras Mania