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Slazing scents taint with blood |
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Signed his path of death |
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Trace him to the place of fright |
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Searching for his daily bread |
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When midnight comes around |
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Be warned because he is out of sight |
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What carnal secrets does he hide |
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His ruthless rage will come |
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Buried deep inside his mind |
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The rites of the saw began |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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Executed children |
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Laughing mothers by their side |
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Feel the pain of ripping flesh |
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Those who've died |
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Have paid the price |
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And drawn their final breath |
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What carnal secrets does he hide |
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His ruthless rage will come |
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Buried deep inside his mind |
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The rites of the saw began |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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What carnal secrets did he hide |
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His worries of the flesh have come |
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With tears in his eyes and a gun in his hand |
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So ends the story of the chainsawman |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The saw is the law |
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The law is the saw |
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The saw is the law |
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The law is the saw |
