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What pain will it take
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To satisfy your sick appetite
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Go in for the kill
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Always in sight - prey
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The time always right - feast
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Feed on the pain - taste
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Sorrow made flesh - sweet
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Live how you want
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Just don't feed on me
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If you doubt what I say
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I will make you believe
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Shallow are words from those who starve
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For a dream not their own to slash and scar
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Big words, small mind
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Behind the pain you will find
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A scavenger of human sorrow
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Scavenger
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Abstract theory the weapon of choice
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Used by a scavenger of human sorrow
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Scavenger
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So you have traveled far across the sea
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To spread your written brand of misery
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SCAVENGER OF HUMAN SORROW
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| Death |
