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Things we cannot quite conceive, powers of geography. |
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Darkness so blinding, haunting, manipulating. |
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Assorted delights will abound, in a land hidden from sound. |
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Authority that's temporary, princes of hell in their playground. |
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Killers, you are killers. Killers, you are killers. Killers... |
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Madmen who hold us hostage, nightmares are manifesting bondage. |
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Taunt me, harrassing, ripping through. |
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The separation of what's true, lie in waiting, overtake. |
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All is forsaken, there is another way. |
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Killers, you are killers. Killers, you are killers. Steal, Kill, Destroy. |
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Killers, you are killers. Killers, you are killers. Steal, Kill, Destroy. |
