| As he crawls from his lair
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| His eyes are filled with hate
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| His right hand grasps his blade
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| To kill, he cannot wait
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| Lives at night, hides at day
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| His evil mind will plan
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| Another way to do his task
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| Destroying what he can
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| We all know he will kill
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| Living from our meat
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| Shows no pity, shows no soul
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| This beast has to eat
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| Maybe one day we will find
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| A way to hunt him out
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| Maybe one day we will find
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| A way to make him shout
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| Where do we run from here
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| Filling our blood with fear
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| Sending us to the grave
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| No man can take The Blade
|
| Where do we run from here
|
| Filling our blood with fear
|
| Sending us to the grave
|
| No man can take The Blade
|
| As he crawls from his lair
|
| His eyes are filled with hate
|
| His right hand grasps his blade
|
| To kill, he cannot wait
|
| Lives at night, hides at day
|
| His evil mind will plan
|
| Another way to do his task
|
| Destroying what he can
|
| Where do we run from here
|
| He fills our blood with fear
|
| Sending us to the grave
|
| No man can take The Blade
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| Take The Blade |