| Back in Nam he killed a man
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| A shovel was used to cut his head off
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| Now forever changed lust to decapitate
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| Chop at the neck to keep the skull intact
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| Going insane
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| Come back deranged
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| He buries his victims
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| Only the heads exposed
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| The screams don’t bother him
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| But he likes to make them stop
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| Eyes wide open
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| As they see the shovel
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| Coming at them slowly
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| Blood spurts through the air
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| Head detaches from the body
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| The eyes can still see but
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| The brain starts to die rapidly
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| Back in Nam he killed a man
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| Many more would die
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| Shovels used to cut their heads off
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| Now forever changed lust to decapitate
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| Chop at the neck to keep the skull intact
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| Going insane
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| Come back deranged
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| The open neck holes fester
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| Ravaged by the vultures
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| Bodies for the insects and
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| The skulls are for the collection
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| Brains and eyes are eaten
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| Gnaw the skin though rotten
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| Only bones will remain but
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| The skulls are for the collection
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| Killings confirmed by the hundreds
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| Were carried out after the war in due time
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| Killings confirmed by the thousands
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| Were carried out after the war with his mind
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| Heads shoveled off |