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Master surgeon-playing, masturbating |
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Demonstrating his unholy powers |
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Blood brothers pouring out in research |
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Laboratory rats - left in the lurch |
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The mind is burning |
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Dirty pale face is shining |
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Zombies hunger for the flesh |
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Mad laughter of royal triumph |
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Sick way of showing love |
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Dead people in the kings care |
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So grim so true so real |
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Cold fact is melting, heaven turns to hell |
|
So grim so true so real |
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Unfold warmachine, untold lovin' feelin' |
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[Solo] |
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Infernal magic, operating internally |
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Hearts freezing, friends can't be found |
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War takes us down, standing all alone |
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So greet me no more, I'll soon cut your ****in' throat |
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So grim so true so real |
|
Cold fact is melting, heaven turns to hell |
|
So grim so true so real |
|
Unfold warmachine, untold loving feeling |
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The old man's playing with dolls |
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Forcing the needle in real hard |
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Breaking down the circus of man |
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Maybe next time he'll get this shit right |
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[Solo] |
|
Master surgeon-playing, masturbating |
|
Demonstrating his unholy powers |
|
The mind is burning |
|
Dirty pale face is shining |
|
Zombies hunger for the flesh |
|
Mad laughter of royal triumph |
|
Sick way of showing love |
|
Dead people in the kings care |
|
So grim so true so real |
|
Cold fact is melting, heaven turns to hell |
|
So grim so true so real |
|
Unfold war machine, untold lovin' feelin' |
