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| Modus Vivendi | Undead | Matters of the Dark | Leaving the Past Behind |
| Title: | Undead | Artist: | Tad Morose | Album: | N/A |
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Empty shelves, hollow corridors A daunting smell, never felt before
Compassion breaking down In time we lose ourselves, anyway
A strange emotion fill the air The second seal, cracked up, unfair I force
the needle through my spine No savior burning, hammer on...
Still chained to the world Oh, our circle still turns
It's not fair, it's not fair undead