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Prigozhin's body lies a-moldering in the grave

Prigozhin's body lies a-moldering in the grave

Prigozhin's body lies a-moldering in the grave

But his soul goes marching on

The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down

The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down

The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down

On the grave of old Prigozhin

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

His soul goes marching on

He captured Rostov on Don with his thousand men so true

He frightened Putin and Shoigu till they trembled through and through

They killed him for a traitor, they themselves the traitor crew

But his soul goes marching on

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

His soul goes marching on

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