| This is the last time you’ll see my face
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| And the last you hear my voice
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| You words are weak and pathetic
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| And when you speak I can see you’re desperate
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| For the attention you won’t get
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| The filth you speak
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| Comes straight from hell
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| Your walls are weak and I can tell
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| So many say this is the last generations
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| Pray you die before your part of the last ones
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| Follow me and the ending signs
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| Come and gone in the blink of an eye
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| The first evil has already fallen
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| The voice below soon will be calling
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| Stay cold and you will never die
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| Stay cold you were never alive
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| The filth you speak
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| Come straight from hell
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| Your walls are weak and I can tell
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| The filth you speak
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| Come straight from hell
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| Your walls are weak and we can tell
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| When your dead and gone
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| No one will be there, there
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| But the Snake, the Devil, unholy one
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| No more cliches or empty explanations
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| No need to waste my breathe on the situation
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| You disguise yourself as someone you’re not
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| A facade to boost your little ego
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| The voice below soon will be calling
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| The voice below soon will be calling
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| Stay cold and you will never die
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| Stay cold you were never alive
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| Dead bodies stacked ten feet tall
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| Now the Devil’s at your funeral
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| Dead bodies stacked ten feet tall
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| Now the Devil’s at your funeral
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| The filth you speak
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| Come straight from hell
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| Your walls are weak and I can tell |