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You dirty bastard |
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I still hear your laughter |
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In my mind |
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You torturing demon |
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Your victoms are screaming |
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At your crimes |
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Like creatures in cages |
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We wait for the slaughter |
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To begin |
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So hungry and thirsty |
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We're all at your mercy |
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Not again |
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We won't bow before you |
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Instead we'll ignore your |
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Oversight |
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You beat us and doubt us |
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You can live without us |
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Parasite |
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Wounded and weak |
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But the truth I speak |
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And I know what it means |
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To be a true believer |
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Bodies piled high |
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Against a blood red sky |
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I'm not afraid to die |
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'Cause I'm a true believer |
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Late in the night |
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You sneak in out of sight |
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An incubus |
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White pieces of bodies |
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Lay putred and rotting |
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Around us |
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In a prison of doubt |
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But you can't figure out |
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How we indure |
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My minds extremes |
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have been ripped at the seams |
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But I know what it means |
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To be a true believer |
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Bodies piled high |
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Against a blood red sky |
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I'm not afraid to die |
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'Cause I'm a true believer |
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Living and pain become one in the same |
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You've got ice in your veins |
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I don't believe you |
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I don't believe parasites |
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In the pain of the day |
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Seems you can't get away |
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From your cold stare |
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As the evening begins |
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I find my only friend |
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Is a nightmare |
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Like creatures in cages |
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We wait for the slaughter |
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To begin |
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So hungry and thirsty |
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We're all at your mercy |
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Not again |
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Just faces with no names |
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It's always the same game |
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Endeavor |
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What will you do when |
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We come back to haunt you |
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Forever |
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When your minds extremes |
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Have been ripped at the seams |
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Then you'll know what it means |
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To be a true believer |
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Bodies piled high |
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Against a blood red sky |
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I'm not afraid to die |
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'Cause I'm a true believer |
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Living and pain become one in the same |
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You've got ice in your veins |
