| Think about the sorrow you brought
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| Think of all the horror you made
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| Lying to a world, that you wrought
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| Dying for the world, oh that you made
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| Johnny, get your guns
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| You’ll need all those prophets you pay
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| Oh yeah, Johnny get your guns
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| I’ve come to kill the God that you made
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| Yeah, I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman
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| Stone cold killer’s what I am
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| Your widow making ones come, you can’t hide
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| I’m gonna murder Superman, murder Superman
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| I got a heart breaker in my hands
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| Yeah, here I come, oh, you’re gonna die
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| What’d you get for the souls that you bought
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| The bloody dead in the trades
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| Don’t never blame the souls that you lost
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| On the whores of Babylon that you laid
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| Johnny get your guns
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| You’ll need all those prophets, you pray
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| Oh yeah, Johnny get your guns
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| I’ve come to kill the God that you made
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| Yeah, I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman
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| Stone cold killer’s what I am
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| Your widow making one’s come, you can’t hide
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| I’m gonna murder Superman, murder Superman
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| I got a heart breaker in my hands
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| Yeah, here I come, you’re gonna die
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| Your lying messiah, you know isn’t real
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| How will you die for the one that you kneel
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| Better get your guns
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| I’m gonna kill your God, my God will kill your God
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| I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman
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| Stone cold killer’s what I am
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| Your widow making one’s come, you can’t hide
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| I’m gonna murder Superman, murder Superman
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| I got a heart breaker in my hands
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| Yeah, here I come, you’re gonna die
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| Yeah, I’m gonna murder Supeman, murder Superman
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| Stone cold killer’s what I am
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| Yeah, here I come, oh, you’re gonna die |