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Screams from deep bellow, |
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the foul air smells of death |
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The townsfolk gathered to pray |
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for the last hours of their lives |
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As the night falls, fear grows |
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locked doors won't hold back |
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the one who craves for |
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fresh human blood and your newborn children |
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The sacrifices weren't enough, |
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to keep it in its watery realm |
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judging the fate of all, |
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this being twisted now arises |
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When the night falls demise of man |
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cannot be put aside |
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No mercy upon our kind, |
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when the skin scaled is upon sight, the time has come to die |
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From the depths of the waters, the child of river will rise |
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Lifeless eyes of the creature reflect the dark of the night |
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Bring yourselves for the Kappa, the ancient lord of black waters |
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Bring your children for Kappa, fresh human blood for the Kappa |
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The last ones running like hell, |
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hunted, scattered and scared |
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The ground is stained red, |
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as it pursues forth to kill |
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Savaging the last of the women, |
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crunching remains of the men |
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Ripping remaining pieces of their flesh |
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leaving living ones choking on their own blood |
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From the depths of the waters, the child of river will rise |
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Lifeless eyes of the creature reflect the dark of the night |
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Bring yourselves for the Kappa, the ancient lord of black waters |
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Bring your children for Kappa, fresh human blood for the Kappa |
