| You feel like you’re minded
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| The evil is in your head
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| You took the blood from the rare ones
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| It’s not yours to take, your mad
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| Always prevent that no one will be heard
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| Your time will not survive
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| Your feelings are long gone
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| Take the love from the children
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| Who’s their teacher now instead?
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| You should go there and feed them
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| You can not take their pain away
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| Always prevent that no one will be heard
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| Your time will not survive
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| Your feelings are long gone
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| It’s always been a reminder
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| When you tore her apart
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| But she’s still coming back alive
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| Can you hear, can you feel her?
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| She is calling for you
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| You will soon now begin to die, yeah
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| You keep on killing
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| You’re the devil, you’re not holy god
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| Hell will strike you, hell will get you, coming for your blood
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| You keep on killing
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| You’re the devil, you’re not holy god
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| Hell will strike you, hell will get you, coming for your blood
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| It’s always been a reminder
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| When you tore her apart
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| But she’s still coming back alive
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| Can you hear, can you feel her?
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| She is calling for you
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| You will soon now begin to die
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| It’s always been a reminder
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| When you tore her apart
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| But she’s still coming back alive
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| Can you hear, can you feel her?
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| She is calling for you
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| You will soon now begin to die |