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Will you be the lucky one, |
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who will see the deadly one? |
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You will die on your knees, |
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by the hand of Mr. Freeze. |
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Will you see when the rest are blind? |
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Will you remain frozen in time? |
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Will you flee underground? |
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Watch the blanket search the ground. |
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You will die on your knees, |
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by the hand of Mr. Freeze. |
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Horror awaits for those who evade. |
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Ice cold blood, stops in their veins. |
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Arm yourselves to the "T". |
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Repel the threat of Mr. Freeze. |
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See the blood drop in your eyes. |
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See your family burned alive. |
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I don't even know you. |
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I just know where you live. |
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I've raided your child's bedroom. |
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Burned his virgin skin. |
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I'd crucify your nation. |
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I'll leave your dead to rot. |
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I'll praise your damaged street. |
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And bear an iron cross. |
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The oceans have been ripped away. |
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It does no good to pray. |
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All todays cataclysm. |
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Men restore to cannibalism. |
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I'm worth all you'd care for, |
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Then I'll fuck you in the ass. |
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Oh so fucking happy, |
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As I kick your face and laugh. |
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Todays war stories, |
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At night I can hear you scream. |
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There's blood on your pillow. |
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This is no bad dream. |
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You try to think of reason, |
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And all you can do is scream! |
