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A rageous man never really had a home |
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Your youth was shattered, |
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abused and astray |
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Environmental influence, |
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from the hard core scene |
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has altered your mind, |
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produced only to be mean |
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Beauty of man, had been destroyed |
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down to the soul |
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Result end's in pain, inflicted on others |
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A violent goal! |
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Trashing in anger, |
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never seem to get relief |
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From the harm you do, |
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to victims - show no grief |
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Twist an arm, break a leg, |
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listen when they scream out "Why?" |
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Laugh at them when they cry |
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Forfillment when they die |
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Sickness of man, has found a place |
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Throughout this world |
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Hope for a cure, seems to be none |
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Never never learn |
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Vengeance - in his eyes |
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Rage and beat - in an old man's face |
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Violence - stored inside |
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Rage and beat - in an old man's face |
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Experience of love and joy, |
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feelings you've never had |
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A common man's think's, |
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oh my how that is sad |
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For you it doesn't matter, |
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Don't care for anything more |
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except for brutal violence, |
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mutilation and bloody gore |
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Beauty of man, had been destroyed |
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down to the soul |
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Dealing with death, defected mind's |
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out for the kill |
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Vengeance - in his eyes |
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Rage and beat - in an old man's face |
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Violence - stored inside |
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Rage and beat - in an old man's face |
