| My crooked back
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| was built for teeth and claws
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| The bloody wrath
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| of Tiny Gods
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| Tear at me, tear at me
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| Until I’m tame
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| This is what I was manufactured for
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| The dirt, the dark, the art of war
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| Punish me, punish me, until I’m saved
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| The night is mine, mine, mine
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| And I will worship as I please
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| The night is, mine, mine, mine
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| And I will worship as I please
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| Guide me from this hell of hope
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| and bind me with your holy rope
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| Look at me, look at me
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| I’m nearly there
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| Cut me with your vicious tongue
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| Make me taste what I’ve become
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| The violence, the violence
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| The perfect prayer
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| The night is mine, mine, mine
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| And I will worship as I please
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| I will worship as I please
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| I will worship as I please
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| The night is mine, mine, mine
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| AndI will worship as I please
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| I will worship as I please
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| I will worship as I please |