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A rotting old cabin collapses in gloom |
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This is a requiem for a bitter man's tomb. |
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Blistering spite for the whole human race |
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Planning our doom with a grin on his face. (A grin on his fucking face!) |
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When the goblins arrived. a beacon he sent |
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Cackling with madness as he watched its ascent. |
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Alone in the forest, his treason is done. |
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Alone in the forest, our prodigal son. |
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Drawing back farther into the abyss of his mind |
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All semblance of human has been left behind. |
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The traitor, pariah, he'll pay the price. |
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In the forest he stays, while the goblin armies slice. |
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Pacing the room where evil was wrought |
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Devoid of shame, devoid of thought. |
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The goblin joke is to drive him insane |
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Get in his head and laugh at his pain... |
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He goes to the shed, Picking a barrow to carry the dead |
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Piling the corpses of girls on a bed |
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Rotting collection of brides to be wed. |
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A rotting old cabin collapses in gloom |
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This is a requiem for a bitter man's tomb. |
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Blistering spite for the whole human race |
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Planning our doom with a grin on his face. |
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Drawing back farther into the abyss of his mind |
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All semblance of human has been left behind. |
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The traitor, pariah, he'll pay the price. |
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In the forest he stays, while the goblin armies slice. |
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The goblins came! Invaders aim! |
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All mankind! Now will die!!!!! |
