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In your eyes |
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Is the truth |
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Slip your head into the noose. |
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Okay? |
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There you lay |
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In your bed |
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I'll put an axe through your head. |
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Ecstasy? |
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As you smile |
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I'll thrust the knife |
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Into your paper bag |
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A new one, every night. |
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Another book on sale today |
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Killed 10 whores |
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With a food mixer |
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Hooray? |
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Books and films |
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Promote the scheme |
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That woman are only bred to be raped |
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Hear the screams on the screen. |
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She lays spread eagled |
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In the dark |
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Bound and gagged |
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Just a sound - a beating heart |
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He's the king |
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Mounting his throne |
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But in truth a nobody |
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All alone |
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Theres money to be made |
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From murder and sex slaves |
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Read the papers |
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Today? |
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Hitler made a bomb |
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From those now gone |
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To the open graves |
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Of yesterday |
