| I’m not here to save you, I’m here to put you down
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| Like the fucking bitch you are
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| You can fight like a dog
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| But I’m the fucking Hellhound
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| I hold no remorse for the actions I partake in
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| Take another life, claim another corpse
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| An improper burial pray-tells your stolen limbs
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| Now the Devil’s come to drag you to the fucking flames;
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| The Hound hunts you down, the Hound calls your name
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| I’ll bring the heat with a smoking Glock and a serrated blade
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| Can you feel the Fist of Doom crush your fucking spine?
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| You just got bled the fuck out
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| By the Devil of the Sect
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| ‘Cause God knows your worth
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| And you’re not worth shit
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| Panic will bring the pain
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| Death will bring the shame (wither away)
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| ‘Cause I’m too hateful to die;
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| Death is in my fucking name
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| (Show me how you dance, motherfucker;
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| ‘Cause I’m about to make Grim Sleeper look like a fucking mercy kill.)
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| You’ve got a choice now; |
| run and hide, live or die
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| Burn the body and I’ll take him to another life
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| Burn what’s left of the daughter’s father’s bones
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| Let go of the past you hold
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| Body, after body, after body
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| Let go of the love you hold
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| (The Devil falls to his back overwhelmed in pain
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| The Queen strikes a match, alighting what remains.)
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| Her father’s bones aflame; |
| the Devil prevails again
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| He grabs him by the throat and says;
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| «Feel the Fist of Doom crush your fucking spine
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| I am the Devil; |
| fuck the reaper.»
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| You don’t need to see hell
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| ‘Cause it’s here now, so suffer
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| Meet the last of a thousand deaths;
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| Lights out, motherfucker
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| «Cut the motherfucker and bleed him out.»
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| Die slow. |
| Bleed you out
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| (I'll piss on your grave to make sure nothing ever grows again.)
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| Cut him down
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| Violent one, one with me |