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Your burning face |
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A charcoal cinder |
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Lump of putrid sizzling flesh |
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Dripping features deforming fast |
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Scream 'til your mouth fuses shut |
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To barbeque |
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I sentence you |
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As payment in my private way |
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Slow and cruel, |
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I start to drool |
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For moments you'll regret this day [chorus:] |
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I'll burn you bastard to a **** |
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Transform your face to shapeless muck |
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Agony extreme blood runs |
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Lips become one with your tongue |
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Eyes almost burst from your head |
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Not soon enough you will be dead |
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Frothing bloodily from the mouth |
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I'll burn you bastard to a **** |
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The sweet sweet smell of your burning hell |
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Inspires the fires that desecrate and melt |
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I torch your soul, |
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I **** your mind |
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You'll be a horror 'til the end of time [repeat chorus] [E.C.] |
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Burnt to a **** [repeat verse 3] [repeat chorus] [D.C.] |
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Burnt to a **** |