| I fell asleep in Iron maiden
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| Last border to not be eaten
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| Maining stork not arrived has to contain me
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| My soul wanted to feel and to see
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| My life was as the wheel
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| My need and my urge as vaginal pear
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| Always on one razor blade
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| Just be the right hand of hades!
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| Morality, consideration was my stretching rack
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| Sweet like chain flail with iron stars
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| Just let the madness rule!
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| Then I laughed in spit on an Heretic’s fork
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| And just let the suffering work!
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| I broke my Garrote for sleep on wake
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| Kill or be killed, crawl like human/like snake
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| Just let the madness rule!
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| Torture justified fools!
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| Violence to correct the crowd
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| Don’t give your thoughts aloud!
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| In front of my eyes of curiousity
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| There is one thing to understand
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| Fucked up always have the last words
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| Because it’s necessary to become a true man!
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| Just let the madness rules!
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| Torture justified fools!
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| Violence to correct the crowd
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| Don’t give your thoughts aloud!
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| Just let the madness rules!
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| Let the clown rise |