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Cadaver Camp lyrics
Call the roll
From the barracks
In the cold
Weary faces
Tired men
All prepare to
Leave the camp
Growling watchdogs
Snarling guards
Resignated
Off they marched
Snow starts falling
Severe frost
Hostile country
Hope seems lost
Silent ribbon
Shuffling feet
Drink icicles
Nothing to eat
Sleep whilst morning
With open eys
From the bitches
The frozen cry
Column breaking
Exhaustion
Comrades crawling
Starvation
Forgotten chapter
Tragic night
On this route
Many died
Call the roll
From the barracks
Part of these releases
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- Track 5 on Embrace the Death Disc 2
- 4 Vault Of The Vailing Souls
- 6 Thoughts Of An Atheist
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- Track 14 on Embrace the Death Disc 2
- 13 Embrace The Death
- 15 Mutilating Process
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