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If We're Not Careful, We'll Turn Into Alcoholics. I Mean... Catholics

de A Verbal Equinox
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I see no stars in the sky
No clouds are passing by
I see no sun nor moon
Necropolis-The city of doom

The sand glows grey and cold
Outside the city, where i stand and behold
The bleached bones rises high
Necropolis-Made of those who have died

In a shroud i am dressed
As if i laid to my final rest
Twisted souls welcome me
Necropolis- My sanctuary

Necropolis- Mourns and wails
Necropolis- Agony prevails