From graves, come the living-dead,
from nowhere comes death alive,
ô, they will take your brain.
Adrenaline in your veins,
one day, fear will get your life,
dead come, and take your brain.
The vampires hole your veins,
they come to take your bleak life,
ô, the death haunts your brain.
It is haunting you, it's death,
death comes to take your sad life,
ô, your soul leaves your brain.

From the graves comes a smell of death�
smell that will make you become dead!

D'you believe in living-dead?
It comes from stupidity,
death: a reality.
For your country, would you die?
You are only a skinhead,
death: the reality.
Fear strangers, at war you'll die,
you've got nothing in your head,
death: your reality.
You've got to pay the price: death;
honour: your stupidity,
death is reality.

It's true that one day you'll be dead.
Yes, every life has its own death!

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