So you tell me why I have to die
There’s no reasons to sacrifice my life
Any action has it own reaction
Corpses and bullets rest now on the ground
Necropolis the place I’m now
Where I see all my fears in one
Necropolis the final place
Where my soul remains in pain
Since we born we have to die
Mutilated wishes and destroyed minds
Now death’s trumpets I’m hearing now
Stranges messages comes from the underground
Necropolis, the place I’m now
Where I see all my fears in one
Necropolis the final place
Where my soul remains in pain
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