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Underworld

Hello, welcome!
Please come and join us,
Join us lost souls, let's all live as one.
We'll live in the land of the dead.
Together we'll be united.
Take your own path, are you good or are you bad?
Live happily all together, us lost souls.
We'll live in the underworld, all as one.
Ruled by the dead, the living don't belong.
Be guided, follow us!
When your life ends, you'll be sent to us, the living dead.
You'll be quite comfortable here, be among us frightened souls.
Make us all feel again.
We are the living, but we are also the dead, lying under the earth you walk on, deep into the core.
Get ready to come to us, to the underworld.

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