| All creatures born are born to die but before then survive
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| Some creatures born they never live but still they are alive
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| Upon a bony steed I sway, my scythe above the herd
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| I want to murder everyone in the entire world
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| Death feeds the cycle, driven by your hate
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| Can’t you see there is nothing left to create?
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| All is for me to destroy
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| And emptiness employ
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| I want to murder everyone in the entire world
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| Every man and women, every boy and every girl
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| Swallow up the air and earth, mutilate the worms
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| Kill the messenger who begs us to consider terms
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| But hatred is a feeling that’s mutated with time
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| Into something much more sublime
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| To kill without passion — a new ability
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| I slay with a new efficiency
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| This effect is most pleasing
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| As I slaughter millions for no reason
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| A vision… of universal death…
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| No No Order
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| Reason
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| Triumph
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| Truth
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| So Horny
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| Fetid
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| Violent
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| Uncouth
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| The young are simply too dumb to live
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| The old are weak and unclean
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| The ones in the middle, they also must die
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| Their ways are obtuse and obscene
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| Biledriver!
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| Bring forth the Biledriver!
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| All is for me to destroy
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| And nothingness enjoy
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| I want to murder everyone in the entire world |