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It is simply not worth the price Dr. Jones and his temple of doom bow down to those maggots of epidemic epic delusions Virus Jones on his last crusade |
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Now world come breast feed my cravings your poisoned milk will breed my cancer |
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I bow down to those maggots blasphemers preaching a viral god |
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Rags and ruin of what once was human |
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Every word we speak reeks of failure wether they kill us now or tomorrow we all share that miserable sorrow |
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It's me Virus Jones all left alone it's the darkest of our secrets |
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I give my life just to keep it |
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It's me Virus Jones all left alone either stoned or ashamed and the world will not be blamed |
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I will waste no time hoping while fear and sickness is beyond all bearing |
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I'd rather bow down to those maggots while the stench of the wounded and hopeless leaves that bitter mark of misanthropy |
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BOW DOWN BOW DOWN |
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Let me at least praise my dream behind those lies their penchant on my misery was not plain to see |
