Hollowed Ground - Dead Like Me

(Verse 1)
In the shadows where the echoes dwell,
Whispers of the damned ring a funeral bell,
Crowned in bones, where the shadows creep,
I walk this path, where the lost souls weep.
The graveyard sighs, a mournful tune,
Underneath the cursed blood moon,
Ghostly figures, they dance in deceit,
With wicked sins beneath their feet.

(Chorus)
Dead like me, we roam the night,
Haunted dreams in the fading light,
Chained to the sins that we can't erase,
Holy grins hide a wretched face.
Dead like me, the shadows call,
An anthem of death, a siren's thrall,
In the realm of the lost, where the damned converge,
We rise from our graves, in a vengeful surge.

(Verse 2)
Around the pyre, the flames glow bright,
A spectral feast in the heart of night,
Veins of ice with a heart of stone,
In this endless void, I stand alone.
The reaper's scythe whispers secrets untold,
Of battles lost and glory sold,
Through hollow eyes and a ragged breath,
I march the line between life and death.

(Chorus)
Dead like me, we roam the night,
Haunted dreams in the fading light,
Chained to the sins that we can't erase,
Holy grins hide a wretched face.
Dead like me, the shadows call,
An anthem of death, a siren's thrall,
In the realm of the lost, where the damned converge,
We rise from our graves, in a vengeful surge.

(Bridge)
Embers fly as the darkness gnaws,
In the silence of despair, we reveal our flaws,
Every beating heart is a clock ticking down,
A carnival of corpses in this cursed town.
The gates of heaven are locked and barred,
In this afterlife, my soul is scarred,
A wicked dance upon the graves,
Where the echoes of the damned, forever crave.

(Chorus)
Dead like me, we roam the night,
Haunted dreams in the fading light,
Chained to the sins that we can't erase,
Holy grins hide a wretched face.
Dead like me, the shadows call,
An anthem of death, a siren's thrall,
In the realm of the lost, where the damned converge,
We rise from our graves, in a vengeful surge.

(Outro)
So raise your glass to the twilight's end,
For every soul that we can't defend,
In blood and bone, we carve our plea,
A haunting refrain, for the dead like me.
Dead like me... dead like me...
In this eternal night, forever free.
Dead like me!

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