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I'll let you know from the get go: |
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A little garlic and a cross won't stop this blood sucking-ist |
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Slave making-ist, hostage taking-ist, sneakiest |
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Continental rapist, make no mistake in this |
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I'm not speaking on a fictional figment of |
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Folklore, but more like the type to provoke war |
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Spreading lies to the poor, starting plagues with a cure |
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When opportunity knocks he locks doors to |
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Ensure outlasting prescribed expiration |
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The reign of the undead is self preservation. |
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He feeds off the lives of others |
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But not with fangs in your jugular |
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He uses the drugs and gun smugglers |
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Leaving a trail of mindless zombies and childless mommies, protected by powerful armies |
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As they guard the beast who hides by days |
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In a deep dark coffin that blocks the sun rays. |
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(Vampire Hunter J) |
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I'll let you know from the get go |
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A little garlic and a cross won't stop this blood sucking-ist |
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Slave making-ist, hostage taking-ist, sneakiest |
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Continental rapist |
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(Vampire Hunter J) |
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From dusk til dawn, I take on the task |
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Of unmasking the snake in the grass |
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To wake up the sleepwalkers 'til they're able to see |
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And shake up the shapeshifters and the powers that be |
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(Vampire Hunter J) |
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So here I stand with stake in hand |
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At the heart of the problem with the root of all evil. |
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Knowing the enemy will be your only protection |
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The windows will expose his lack of reflection |
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But you sit at home, waiting for the devil you like |
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With the mystery meat to put in your last supper |
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His lies hypnotize with the promise of gold |
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By the time you even realize, you've lost control |
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Oppressed people got power but demons conceal it |
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To steal it and wield it, print money to shield it |
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They flip tricks, monopolies dominate politics |
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To blood-suck the many, but I choose to reveal it |
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I'm so powerful, I let your whole world revolve around me |
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And have it spinning so fast you can't feel it |
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And 8 minutes later, the truth shines to build |
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From sunlight, the vampires have no shield |
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So they wither and die, with that stolen blood |
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Dripping from my double-edged sword |
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On my own crusade to back from the wicked |
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What was founded in peace |
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It won't stop til the 10 percent nightmare cease |
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(Vampire Hunter J) |
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I'll let you know from the get go |
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A little garlic and a cross won't stop this blood sucking-ist |
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Slave making-ist, hostage taking-ist, sneakiest |
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Continental rapist |
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(Vampire Hunter J) |
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From dusk til dawn, I take on the task |
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Of unmasking the snake in the grass |
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To wake up the sleepwalkers 'til they're able to see |
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And shake up the shapeshifters and the powers that be |
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(Vampire Hunter J) |
