| Catenate casualties
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| Chained up in the cellar
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| Mother told me not to cry
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| The foul stench of the cellar
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| These days are not forgotten
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| Fact is: I’m now in control
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| Mom and Dad are gazing casualties
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| Humanoid
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| Chained up in the cellar
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| Decomposing parents
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| Grinning in the shadow
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| I wonder if they felt my pain
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| Outside is waiting fresh meat
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| Inside is burning blind hate
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| Where would you rather be
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| Lured down into the cellar
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| New blood drips on rusty links
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| Facing these 2 bodies
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| Casualties humanoid
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| Chained up in the cellar
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| Decomposing parents
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| Grinning in the shadow
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| Now my family is complete
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| Renew my hate, looking at you
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| Outside is waiting fresh meat
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| Inside is burning blind hate
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| Where would you rather be
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| Renew my hate, looking at you |