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You look at me with eyes filled with pain |
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And I stare back with a promise of death |
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I'll rape your sould undeniably |
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Join the others in my gallery |
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The need to kill |
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Why bother question |
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Give in to pleasure |
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And let blood spill |
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Questionable ethics |
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Predator of first degree |
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Crimson tides gushes forth |
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As I cut your throat |
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The urban jungle is my killing field |
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And let it drip blood into your eyes |
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Rip out your heart |
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Then tear them out |
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And puke into your dead skull |
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Your tortured moans of agony |
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Compose a wicked symphony |
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With the choir of the dead |
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Join the voices in my head |
