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Turn the lights down low |
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And bolt the door up |
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Future is coming |
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Future rising up |
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Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead |
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With both eyes open |
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I wait up for the kill |
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Feel the evil |
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Feel the heat as I blast you open |
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Death comes ripping |
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And it's going, death comes ripping |
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You feel the heat as death comes ripping |
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Rip your back out |
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And death comes ripping out |
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Flesh and the blood |
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Too weak for the likes of you |
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Turning it over |
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A little too late to penetrate |
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Death comes ripping |
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And it's going, death comes ripping |
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You feel the heat as death comes ripping |
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Rip your back out |
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Death comes ripping |
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And it's going, death comes ripping |
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You feel the heat as death comes ripping |
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Rip your back out |
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Death comes ripping |
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And I know that death comes ripping out |
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Whoa |
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Whoa |
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Whoa |
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Whoa |
