| Wait wait till the moon bring the sun covered
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| Scary locusts and ticks are looking for a hiding place
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| That I don't discover you flee to a clearing because you
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| Know my obligation I am a servant of the night
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| Darkness means dead weapon and nomen est omen /
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| Among cannibals I wake you from the anesthetic your death
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| Remains anonymous like that of a homeless person, clouds pass through
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| You night cover the moon you hear footsteps and feel
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| Threatens you, you turn back, but nothing can be seen
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| Turn back to the front and suddenly you see him
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| Standing there suddenly the shock runs through your limbs
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| Your body overheats 45 degrees fever there is no turning back
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| No nagging helps and your cat is bursting with fear /
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| Refrain: it's hardly getting dark you'll soon sit out in
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| The gobi desert without water and compass hll corpses in plastic
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| Dramatically plastic like Dr. |
| Giggles in his practice drift
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| The blood from your pores call me ebola eat your brain
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| On like zombies on ganja under the porch become a monster
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| I'm closet keep you in cans in mine
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| Blood bank spirits demons and souls that float outside
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| There are beings in the world who suffer. I am their shell
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| body your tool if i dope you with opium /
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| Fuck it, baptize yourself naked in hot lava until you're white
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| Hai come I'm swarm like a piranha and if the
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| Sun sinks your mind sorry no one can help you /
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| Hit yourself in front of the tree like newborn puppies knot
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| Your lips you're muzzled feed you scrap shortness of breath
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| Burn yourself like salem's lot refrain: icy cold guide you
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| Through your hair you feel alone find everything seems unreachable
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| No place that gives you refuge, you're nowhere safe
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| Not even at home you wander through the night
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| Getting colder you feel watched fuck helter skelter
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| Obiwahn, I have the plan that seals your fate
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| Escape route locked move backwards it doesn't work
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| Further feels the breath I'm neck and sweats the pus
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| You can hardly breathe from the pores in your face
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| As your chest swells the abdominal wall vibrates all over the place
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| A hand goes through it uncontrollably and you scream
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| In fear and pain, my legs feel like they are going through them
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| Your back and rip your guts this is
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| The belt of evil your body will crumble your skin will
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| Porse your neck stretches your head jumps in two
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| And over chorus |