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D.I.S. (Death Intelligence Service)

D.I.S. (Death Intelligence Service) lyrics by The Undead. This coalition of the mad offscourings Possessed by killin' clansman's minds Each day with insane...

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D.I.S. (Death Intelligence Service)

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This coalition of the mad offscourings

Possessed by killin' clansman's minds

Each day with insane blaze in eyes

It hunts for men of other kind

They call their war, unleashed themselves

The "holy", "sacred" and the "blessed"

But no-one of them can tell

The real reason of this bloody mass

Don't want to live among the liars

Where not for one day men felt the safety

Obtain the justice, shout the fairness

Don't let the mankind in foul depravity

Their eyes forever blind with wrath

Their hands are stained with guiltless blood

They called their union "D.I.S."

Please tell me why they're still alive?

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