| Monster in the moonlight, devils in his head
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| How can they shout so loud?
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| Tonight is his to take nobody knows his face
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| Something he will not allow
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| Unseen, wet dream, steel claw
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| Moonshine, carmine, red raw
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| Horror in the starlight, faces in the rain
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| Killer want to fall in love
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| Worms in his mind, ravenous and blind
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| Now he starts to feel good
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| All blood is his to drink
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| He takes his fill and more
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| Face and hands all red
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| Drown in sweet, sweet gore
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| Joy is his tonight
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| He bathes in red delight
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| And all he wants to do
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| Is more and more and more
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| Terror without pity, fever in his mind
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| Death, confusion, love and blood
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| Looking for a perfect one, seek and ye shall find
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| Crazy and he feels good
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| Unseen, wet dream, sharp claw
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| Moonshine, carmine, red raw
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| Monster in the gaslight, shivers in the cold
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| Looking for a bad girl
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| Whimpering and mad, but he ain’t feeling bad
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| Crazy in his own world
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| All blood is his to drink
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| He takes his fill and more
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| Face and hands all red
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| Drown in sweet, sweet gore
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| Joy is his tonight
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| He bathes in red delight
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| And all he wants to do
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| Is more and more and more
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| Horror in the shadows, red and white and dead
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| Rain is falling in her hair
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| Now what he loves best., head down to the wounds
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| Face a scarlet nightmare
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| Unseen, wet dream, skin crawl
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| Blade shine, carmine, red raw
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| Outrage in the twilight, women run and scream
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| Killer’s gone a long time
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| Red mouth turning grim, see the shape he’s in
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| This is what he’s born for
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| All blood is his to drink
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| He takes his fill and more
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| Face and hands all red
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| Drown in sweet, sweet gore
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| Joy is his tonight
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| He bathes in red delight
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| And all he wants to do
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| Is more and more and more |