| Someone’s dug a hole in the ground
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| Pity the victims lost not found
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| The self-proclaimed bows to the cross
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| The goodness gain is the deserters loss
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| FOLLOW ME TO THE MURDER-INN
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| COME LET’S KILL, SIN AFTER SIN
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| There is nothing to fear, follow the words
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| We will tear you down in blackened thirds
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| Fill up the holes dug in the ground
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| Blood is blind first time around
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| FOLLOW ME TO THE MURDER-INN
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| COME LET’S KILL, SIN AFTER SIN
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| Leave my demons alone, let them sleep
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| Sad to see that you’re in too deep
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| Madness resting in pure salvation
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| Murder’s cleansing this holy nation
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| FOLLOW ME TO THE MURDER-INN
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| COME LET’S KILL, SIN AFTER SIN
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| In the name of my f**king god
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| I will take your life
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| FOLLOW ME TO THE MURDER-INN
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| COME LET’S KILL, SIN AFTER SIN |