| Gather all my sick deeds
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| And outrun the perfect madness
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| All are bound by my orders beggin' me to make it… stop!
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| Assigned to create the perfect kill
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| Assigned to create the perfect chaos
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| A machine in the art that perfects my dominion
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| Keep praying for a second flood
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| I lost my faith on my way down
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| While you’re gettin' fucked by God
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| This hell will be my own
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| (when I arise)
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| I will rise… again!
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| I got 'em all chased up in my corner
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| I’ll feed 'em with a bit of me
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| While laughing at their cries I wonder…
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| Will my mind ever be owned by me again?
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| So far, so good, so fucking what?
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| Time to erase it all
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| It’s round one and you’re all falling
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| Beggin' me to make it… stop!
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| Assigned to create
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| Assigned to create the kills
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| A machine in the art of total death
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| I’ll try to bleach your blood
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| Lead the race all the way down
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| But I won’t give up my call
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| This hell will be my own
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| (when I arise)
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| I will rise… again!
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| I got 'em all chased up in my corner
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| I’ll feed 'em with a bit of me
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| While laughing at their cries I wonder…
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| Will my mind ever be owned by me again
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| Without me knowing got 'em trapped in the corner
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| I fed 'em with a bit of me
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| Still laughing at their cries I wonder…
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| Will my mind ever be owned by me again?
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| It’s time to tear it down, erase it all
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| And this time for ever
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| It’s time to celebrate
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| This new wave of chaos (chaos, chaos)
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| We will arise (arise) …again!
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| Without me knowing got 'em trapped in the corner
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| I fed 'em with a bit of me (a bit of me)
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| Still laughing at their cries I wonder…
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| Will my mind ever be owned by me again?
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| Will my mind ever be owned by me again? |