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Self inflicted inner strain |
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Copulated with insanity and hate |
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My hunger got materialized |
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Underestimated spite |
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Throats and faces circumvented |
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Externally altered and disfigured |
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Trapped within this lurid nightmare |
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But I want to keep you by my side |
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Nothing counts more than blood |
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A pal remains so deathless |
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Never turn your back to God |
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Nothing counts more than blood |
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Fouled up beyond all recognition |
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Slashed the pain to a higher position |
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Death will never frighten me |
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Contradictions seed to kill |
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Inconsistency with my religion |
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Can`t decide my vic selection |
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The final captures can`t elude |
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Above destructive attitudes |
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... attitudes |
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Nothing counts more than blood |
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A pal remains so deathless |
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Never turn your back to God |
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Nothing counts more than blood |
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Voices from the damned, I want to leave |
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When dreams begin to cease |
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Hear the sound of the marching man |
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At far beyond machine gun rang |
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You don`t know what you`re fighting for |
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The burning world reflects the war |
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Dead bodies served as rifle rest |
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And protection when the bullets blast |
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No retreat from hell's domain |
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When hunters become prey |
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... become prey |
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Nothing counts more than blood |
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A pal remains so deathless |
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Never turn your back to God |
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Nothing counts more than blood |
