| Things we cannot quite conceive, powers of geography
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| Darkness so blinding, haunting, manipulating
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| Assorted delights will abound, in a land hidden from sound
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| Authority that’s temporary, princes of hell in their playground
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| Killers, you are killers. |
| Killers, you are killers. |
| Killers…
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| Madmen who hold us hostage, nightmares are manifesting bondage
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| Taunt me, harrassing, ripping through
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| The separation of what’s true, lie in waiting, overtake
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| All is forsaken, there is another way
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| Killers, you are killers. |
| Killers, you are killers. |
| Steal, Kill, Destroy
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| Killers, you are killers. |
| Killers, you are killers. |
| Steal, Kill, Destroy |