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Infected Mushroom |
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Vicious Delicious |
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Artillery |
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The three dimensional professional projections of spectral light |
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Connected from selection, air-tight |
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The isolated, the decisive, victory stimulated |
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The non-simulated patterns of flight originated |
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Now I'm a carnivore on a tour of duty |
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My band of brothers and full metal jackets establish cruelty |
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Black magic conjurer attack through the monitor |
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Destruction of assumption, one thing I can promise ya' |
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It half-cracked with cold shards of glass |
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Ritualistic annihilators that murder your cast |
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The future of the past, that last that feel |
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The seventh seal broken in half, ceremony is real |
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Become obsolete, high-strung from a beat |
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A strong minded individual delivering defeat |
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Blood rivers in the street, keep flowing or retreat |
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Deep omens keep opponents speech limited repeat |
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(whispered) |
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You're opening the door to the corridor stretching to the left |
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There's hunger in those eyes to get this off my chest |
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I am just a man who wants revenge, and I confess |
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I am full of rage and sin |
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Hung inside this cage again |
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When evil reigns 'cuz people like to win |
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It may seem sweet, but we won't like the end |
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So we shine brightly from the light within |
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(rapped) |
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You're opening the doors to the corridors stretching to the left |
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Anger within my eyes, but the truth is on my chest |
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I am just a man who wants revenge and I confess |
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I am full of rage and sin, locked inside this cage again |
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Where evil reigns and people like to win |
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It may seem sweet, but we won't like the end |
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So we shine brightly from the light within |
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Locked inside this cage again (x4) |
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Turn the music up a bit... |
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Yo, yo... |
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Dark secrets, demons with a conscience |
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I'm the Lone Ranger looking for Pocahontas |
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Teenage zombies flying the beat, |
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I'm dying to learn what I'm trying to be |
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Go Bad News Bears and the Dukes of Hazzard |
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The youth of my group is the truth, so have it. |
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Keep myself couped up, recoup quickly |
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Face still hurts but my kids stick with me |
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Death loved not far as we go, |
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Crazy face still not star of the show |
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I appreciate the chance to hurt, I'll kill you |
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Ice pick into your neck, I will do |
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anything |
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Talk to you like I might care |
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anything |
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Rippled by the nightmare, moonshine distillery |
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Back road to villiany |
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Military start at the part with artillery |
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With artillery (x14) |
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With Ta Ra Ta Ta Ta Ta... |
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Locked inside this cage again (x4) |
