Le Mort Noir
We see the divisions everyday, long time now! We made the decisions, they were wrong...well you should know.
Boy, dig that f___nig grave. Black death!
We are s___ out of luck, we were born to break.
Boy, dig that f___ing grave.
Hard lives, in depth, we stumble home with a broken neck. Hard times in depth, we're welcomed home by the black death.
These foundations will not break, because we're already dead.

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