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Come on stranger play with me |
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Now we're in the dark you see |
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Nervously you ask from me |
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If this is how it's gonna be |
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You damn your eyes, they see too much |
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And pray your lord for deafness |
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The mind revolts |
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The body shakes |
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You sure would like to turn around |
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But something draws you near... |
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It's the Hatesphere |
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You told yourself to stay at home |
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The feet denied and now you moan |
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Blackened sky above, below a burning pit |
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You feel like shit |
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Entangled by a mastermind |
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You know this game is not your kind |
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This can only be a cruel mistake |
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Beg someone you're not awake |
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You can't believe you ended up here |
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Too late... |
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This is the |
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Hatesphere |
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Panic's like a worm inside |
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You scream and run, but you cannot hide |
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You rip your skin to reach beast |
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Discarnate man to say the least |
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The pain inside your head will grow |
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There's no turning back you know |
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You grab a pen to write a note |
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Then a gun...your head explodes |
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The paper says you've realized a fact you cannot bear: |
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Hell is here |
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HateSphere |