Proud To Be Dead

Here at the end of the grave

Like a premature sleep

the result of the brave

Proud to be Dead

We'll search through infinity

and revenge with our trinity

With the power of a million horses

We are the mightiest of forces

Proud to be Dead

Solid like a group of hundred men

They'll seem like only ten

When we're back for them again

Now our death-tour begins

we'll bring back the head

of the comittor of the sins

A feeling of akward self-esteem

Our promise we'll redeem

how unstable that may seem

Proud to be Dead

We've came to pay respect

your death we will revenge

where you lay I suspect

That you'll be

Proud to be Dead