In Necropolis, in the cities of the dead families are painted red Mother and children are torn apart laying in gutters close to their heart I'm calling on you, my friend It's time for all to end It's a Dead Reckoning- calling the dead from their land Fear overcomes sanity- Horror overcomes fear You'll get used to it- nothing is sacred here The oblong box will open- as everything seems to fall Out will step Malfesto and scream a wild call His cry travels through the city- echos 'till it's done Don't listen to his song- don't listen anyone! It's a Dead Reckoning- rise up and take my hand Running down the streets of misery, tripping in every hole Not fighting for my life anymore, fighting for my soul His scream is only matched by mine as I strive for the light Behind every corner and shadow growing is my fright It's a Dead Reckoning recruiting soldiers for his war I slay the slayed as the city of death comes alive and all are after me I strengthen for a fight to death the brave warrior will be me "you can't fight death" I scream but who hears? How can you kill what's not alive? the greatest of fears! I triumphantly thrust my blade into what is not all is gone, and I have won but what have I fought??
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