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I wonder why you can't live |
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Your miserable life without trying to ruin |
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Who talls in your crafty built trap. |
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And it's then when your poisoned blood |
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Starts running along through your veins |
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And your sting stalks your victim, |
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To satisfy your thirst of evilness |
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Even knowing you've got a mistaken target. |
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With your skin-made mask you look like an angel |
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But in your hand you hide a knife, |
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Which you like to sink slowly |
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Before your final stab right on the back. |
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Like the wolf from the tale, like a disguised devil. |
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If you are a christian my question is: |
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What part of "don't lie" you misunderstood? |
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Take all your banners and burn with them, |
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Like takes its course and you go to hell. |
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I'm feel like a Rezso's disciple, |
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He had success in his intentions. |
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That's why I'm here, |
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Because i will follow his steps. |
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With your skin-made mask you look like an angel |
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But in your hand you hide a knife, |
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Which you like to sink slowly |
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Before your final stab right on the back. |
