| Graveyard dirt and filth in piles
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| I’m the blind who leads the blind men down
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| Despise the icons, crush reality and drag to my hell all your smiles
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| Old dog, I lead the wolfpack on a trail of pain, drive you insane
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| The best has yet to come, you’re never to be heard or seen again
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| Got what it takes to mislead the snakes
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| Your poison fails cause l feast on your mistakes
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| Retribution day, these fools complain but they all know my name
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| I don’t know yours cause you’re no one and you’ve got just yourself to blame
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| Recurring task on my agenda since 16 years: bring you to tears
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| I’m feeding on your hatred, you should be aware that you hate what you fear
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| Got what it takes to mislead the snakes
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| Your poison fails cause I feast on your mistakes
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| Mislead the snakes
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| Watch all our worlds collide
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| Some rules 1 can’t abide
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| I represent the end
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| You’re joining your dead friends
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| Got what it takes to mislead the snakes
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| Your poison fails cause I feast on your mistakes
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| We’re hellhounds on your trail
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| Now watch your dreams turn pale and fail
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| A broken toy you can’t repair
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| Like snakes afraid of fire you all slither away
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| Slither away
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| Snakes shall slither away |