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Hydrogen Cyanide is a colorless gas |
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With a faint bitter almond like odor |
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Cruel fashioned murder with an old fashioned disguise |
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Releasing a poisonous gas, to deceive your eyes. |
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Don't trust your eyes, eyes! |
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Perfect murder itches in the back of your mind |
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Laying out the plans for you time to execute |
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Rushing home to prepare a laced enchanted meal |
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You loved ones are blind to your suicide holocaust |
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Time to execute |
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Execute your plan |
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All you have is, potassium cyanide! |
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Existing troubles will soon fade away |
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Greedy intentions, you posses no remorse. |
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This white powder will consume your bloodline |
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Leaving behind a trace dysphoric story. |
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Entering your central nervous system! |
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Cyanide murder suicide! |
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Judas of the saints, of the saints. |
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Your tunnel sees no light. |
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The ingestion of cyanide and cessation of respiration! |
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Die! |
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Emotional and instantaneous collapse. |