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Rip and cut and mutilate the innocent,
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his friends, and again and again and on and on.
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You make me own my life in Hell; my kingdom back to the bound
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You say you don't make it alone; kingdom back to the Lord
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Falling, I say; you too, falling; you too, born to die
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Come with hate
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Come and die
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One day I'll face you all alone,
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enduring out with wind and ice
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It's payback time; it's your demise sought to feel:
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they'll taste of my scythe
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You say my ear, my God who help me, God take yours in shame
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Back too low, I want your head on a plate to feel my eyes
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Come with me, I want your blood to save it on my eyes
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I want you and in the plate to be coming in the sky (sky!)
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Come with hate
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Come and try
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One day I'll face you all alone,
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enduring out with wind and ice
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It's payback time; it's your demise until they feel:
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taste of my scythe
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Taste Of My Scythe
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