| Steel teeth
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| Sharp and fine
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| Run in line
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| Spinning death
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| Fucking rends
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| Everything
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| Do not forget
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| The sound of it
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| Exquisite
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| Savage doom
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| Beckons you
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| Come into
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| Confused, you lose
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| A hook in your back
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| Your pain, my gain
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| See the chainsaw dance
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| On ice, for life
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| You’ll sleep while heroes die
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| In the cold and dark your blood will crystallise
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| I want to keep you in my home
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| In pieces, decayed mementoes
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| I will re-arrange your bones
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| Make you something I can own
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| Something nice
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| For the mantelpiece
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| A little bowl
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| Bone crockery
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| Decapitate
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| Exsanguinate
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| Eviscerate
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| To decorate
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| Trapped in domestic bliss
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| You should just accept this
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| Your blood can wake his will
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| To make another kill
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| He liked to use the hammer
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| He always was precise
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| One blow, efficient
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| The way he took each life
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| Kill
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| Run
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| Screaming, crying close to dying
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| Doesn’t stop the prey from trying
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| Run forever, run forever
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| You will never feel safe again
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| Steel teeth
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| Sharp and fine
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| Run in line
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| Savage doom
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| Beckons you
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| Come into |