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We watched the bombs come down Then we rolled into town The dead is what we found Greeted by the dead The dead are smiling at me Face rots, exposing the teeth Eye sockets black, empty I wonder if these holes can see They all look strangely happy The dead are smiling at me The faces have burned away The dead are smiling at me Cut the chains Break down the gates Nothing left alive Greeted by the dead From Letras Mania