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Madrox:Bloody body |
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Laughing like an old man |
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Only lovely amongst the ruins and waste lands |
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Vision of hell |
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Skin so splattered |
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Rampage with a staff like wizard of old days |
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Blood and thorns |
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Pray for a quick death |
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The sick world reborn and left in front of your doorstep |
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Kill the killer |
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Retribution |
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Climb aboard |
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See what faith's hand has in store for your brutal massacre |
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Better sign a death note |
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As the wicked man fear make a bargain for your soul |
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In a portrait of a serial killer living or dead |
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Try to muffle many screams of anguish within his head |
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Chorus:In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through every cut) |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through every cut) |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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More blood, more death, less peace in the streets |
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What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams |
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More blood, more death, less peace in the streets |
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What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams |
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Monoxide:Now |
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I'm a psycho killer with no mask on |
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Personality change disorder your whole faction |
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Fractions of the pieces |
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I let 'em find |
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And captions written in blood inscribed behind |
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Refrigerators in the new temple describe the climb |
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And the video of me doing it to fuck up your mind |
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Better retreat while you can or render in my axes |
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The evil with open hands of the unspeakable man |
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And now I own your evil growing |
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Your DNA has been stolen, cloned, |
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And frozen and placed inside of the |
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ChosenYour guns are nothing |
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Better run from something |
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That can summon you to your knees and end all of your suffering |
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Chorus:In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through every cut) |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through every cut) |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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More blood, more death, less peace in the streets |
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What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams |
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More blood, more death, less peace in the streets |
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What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams |
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Monoxide:Sick to death capture what's left |
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Of a killer on a rampage leaving a bloody mess |
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No one can stop this evil that transcends |
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In my brain and ends in blood stains of your family and your |
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Friends ain't no hostages |
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You can die the same way all your partners did |
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Madrox:Let the sun break |
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Shed skin like a snake |
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How they picture me |
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Visions of my enemies beheading me |
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Fantasy, say |
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I'm living in the clouds |
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Talk a lot of shit and make sure every bit of it's loud |
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Evil's coming in the form of the twins |
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Bringing hell to devour all your horrible sins' |
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Cause the judgmental devil wanna make you bite your tongue |
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And push you to the point where you truly don't give a fuck. |
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Chorus:In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through every cut) |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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In the blood inside (I'm bleeding through every cut) |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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How many buckets of blood? |
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More blood, more death, less peace in the streets |
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What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams |
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More blood, more death, less peace in the streets |
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What they scream as they hover over me in my dreams |