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It's your fault
That you read
That skin bound
Book of the Dead
Now the dead
Are trying to eat you
Through the ground
They will reach you
There's no more room in hell
This is not heaven sent
It's Friday Night
Disembowelment!
There is cause
For alarm
One of them just
ate your arm.
Fall down dead
Get back up
Now you're just
an undead fuck
There's no more room in hell
This is not heaven sent
It's Friday Night
Disembowelment!
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