| Welcome to hell…
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| Oh, dear betrayer
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| I hope you’re burning well in hell
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| Caress my word and let me see
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| What you can endure
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| Another thought, another day
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| Another bleeding way
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| Referred to as route 'Sick Sick Sick' to hell
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| For those who walk behind me
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| Welcome to an obscure world
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| Where would you draw the line?
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| When you are gone so far
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| Speak my name again and I will f*ck you all!
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| Welcome to hell…
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| And we are sparking the fire
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| And we’re beside to see you fall
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| And we stand tall in the riot
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| Sneaking up on you to break your neck
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| Break your neck
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| To see you fall
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| To break your neck
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| To see you fall
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| To break your neck
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| I show no mercy and show no fear
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| But fear my thoughts when I play this final game
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| I am prepared for every move that’s coming out
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| Of your invalid brain
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| But there is nothing to regret
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| And there is nothing to forgive
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| 'Cause I will never forget that shit
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| And you’re merciless
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| Oh dear, it’s time to pay for pain
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| Where would you draw the line?
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| When you are gone so far
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| Speak my name again and I will f*ck you all!
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| And we are sparking the fire
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| And we’re beside to see you fall
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| And we stand tall in the riot
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| Sneaking up on you to break your neck
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| To break your neck
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| Where would you draw the line?
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| When you are gone so far
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| Speak my name again! |