| Insatiable lust for murder
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| Greedy for desire
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| No sorrow stops my inclination
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| An inner burning fire
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| The war within my pulsing brain
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| Keeps me separated
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| From those who never understand
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| Blind and desecrated
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| Red eyes are watching you
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| Immaculated cruel
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| You earn what you desever
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| No chance for your rebirth
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| It’s just a battleground
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| For dissapointed hounds
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| My scorn will be your fate
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| That’s what hell can create
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| The laughter of the useless man
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| Seems to me like promises
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| I raped and loved with silent pleasure
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| Not just in fantasies
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| I know there’s nothing I can do
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| To kill the beast of thunder
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| They fed me with their inspirations
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| Escort me to the abbatoir
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| Red eyes are watching you
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| Immaculated cruel
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| You earn what you desever
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| No chance for your rebirth
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| It’s just a battleground
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| For dissapointed hounds
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| My scorn will be your fate
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| That’s what hell can create
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| Stripped of all my dignity
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| Thoughts of suicide
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| No conscience and no regret
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| Anger form the skies
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| The wall of silence starts to fall
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| I’m gonna go with pride
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| Piece by piece the truth reborn
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| Death to my delight
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| Red eyes are watching you
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| Immaculated cruel
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| You earn what you desever
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| No chance for your rebirth
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| It’s just a battleground
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| For dissapointed hounds
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| My scorn will be your fate
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| That’s what hell can create |