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The Dying Sailor To His Shipmates lyrics

Serpent Saints
Dead, The Dying, And the Dying to Be Dead
They fuck you standing up
They fuck you when you're down
And if you get to be the king
They will shit on your crown

And when you're dead
You won't be forgotten (no)
They will dig you up
And they will fuck you rotten

Sick as it may seem
People love stomping on a dream
That is how you get your kicks
In the age of the crucifix

You living a lie
You caught in the web
You prone to deny
You will join the...

Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead

They want to see you dead
With your eyes popped out of your head
They want to see you fry
And they will applaud when you die

Put your heart on a stick
While you're choking on your dick
Got you fucking your own head
They won't stop 'til you join the...

Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead
Dead, dying and the dying to be dead

Serpent Saints
Dead, The Dying, And the Dying to Be Dead

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