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Yes |
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Make your move and make it fast |
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Do it right, could be your last |
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Iron black, cold steel heart |
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To tear your fucking world apart |
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On my killing machine |
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My, my killing machine |
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My, my killing machine |
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Take you to the brink of madness |
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It's a killing machine |
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Like you've never seen |
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It's a killing machine |
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Leaves a wake of hate and sadness |
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Moves stealth-like through the night |
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Leaves nothing else in sight |
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Psycatronic suicide |
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In search of genocide |
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Knows nothing else but hate |
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Is made to decimate |
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Shall roam the world in anger |
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Till nothing else is standing |
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On my killing machine |
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My, my killing machine |
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My, my killing machine |
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Take you to the brink of madness |
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It's a killing machine |
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Like you've never seen |
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It's a killing machine |
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Leaves a wake of hate and sadness, yeah |
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I shall give death my kiss |
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I rule supreme in anger I dream |
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Make your move and make it fast |
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Do it right, could be your last |
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Iron black, cold steel heart |
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To tear your fucking world apart |
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My, my killing machine |
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My, my killing machine |
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My, my killing machine |
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Take you to the brink of madness |
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It's a killing machine |
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Like you've never seen |
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It's a killing machine |
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Leaves a wake of hate and sadness |
