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They live on fear, feed on flesh, a massive human barbeque |
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He wears the peeled off faces of his victims as he tortures you |
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They've committed crimes you'll never solve in a million years |
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He kills them off, sawed apart, one by one they disappear |
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Who will survive and what will be left of them? |
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Murders that never made no sense, scourged of your innocence |
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Unsuspecting he entered the farmhouse and took a mallet to the head |
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His girl was next, she was placed on a hook, left to bleed her dead |
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The next piece of fuck took a sledgehammer and crumbled to a fade |
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The invalid took the chainsaw, he was hacked up just the same |
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Chainsaw rips through flesh and bone with so much ease |
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Skulls made into ornaments, scourged of your innocence |
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Slaughtered like an animal, skinned alive by cannibals, a brutal grizzly way to die |
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Horror house of your demise, a mallet to the fucking head, convulsing |
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Puking bloody red, put inside the freezer bed, hacked apart so they are fed |
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Lured inside there, one by one, underneath the desert sun, tortured for psychotic fun |
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The saw is family they are one, cut apart for barbeque, made into a human stew |
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Slaughtered like an animal, skinned alive by cannibals |
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Who will survive and what will be left of them? |
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Murders that never made no sense, scourged of your innocence |
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The only survivor of that night of terror told a tale of macabre and madness |
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She said she broke out of a window in Hell, screaming bloody murder |
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The authorities searched endlessly but they never found a trace |
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But you know that if he finds you that he's sure to beat you down |
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And peel back your fucking face |
