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Catenate casualties |
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Chained up in the cellar |
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Mother told me not to cry |
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The foul stench of the cellar |
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These days are not forgotten |
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Fact is : |
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I'm now in control |
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Mom and Dad are gazing casualties |
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Humanoid Chained up in the cellar |
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Decomposing parents |
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Grinning in the shadow |
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I wonder if they felt my pain |
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Outside is waiting fresh meat |
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Inside is burning blind hate |
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Where would you rather be |
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Lured down into the cellar |
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New blood drips on rusty links |
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Facing these 2 bodies |
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Casualties humanoid |
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Chained up in the cellar |
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Decomposing parents |
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Grinning in the shadow |
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Now my family is complete |
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Renew my hate, looking at you |
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Outside is waiting fresh meat |
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Inside is burning blind hate |
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Where would you rather be |
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Renew my hate, looking at you |
