[lyrics-Ryan]
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Coming for you in the dead of night - Quarter ton killing machine
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Taken a life for every pound he weights
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Record book for murder spree
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He plans hard and fights had and if he fights
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you at all,
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this mountain of kill fury,
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Gut up and buckle for you dust, a drooling
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smile is
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the last thing you'll see
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Back in the 'Nam, M-80 in hand - Frags, "pies",
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and grenades
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Out of control - Mounting death toll - Only one
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spike team remains
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Return to the States - Ident erased - Where he
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strikes next? No tellin'...
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Tractor chain lashes out to give you a clout -
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Caves in heads like over ripe melons
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Gut you! Fuck you! Eat you! Tear you limb from
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fuckin' limb!
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You face CHAINGANG! Can't stop
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CHAINGANG!
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Abdoments ripped, kidneys torn, steaming shit,
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bleeding hearts
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Rotten remains rusted wrecks
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in this underwater tomb
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Multitudes of murderous methods on his
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mindscreen spell your doom
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Prescient sociopath
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with enormous appetites
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Devouring his victims,
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will you be his mean tonight?
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SKS - Spitting lead - Death breath
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Unstoppable - Insatiable - Cannibal
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[MOSH PART]
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You see him coming?
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Get out of his way
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Crpss his path and its your turn to pay
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HE'LL MAKE YOU WISH THAT YOU DIDN'T
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EXIST!
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'Cuz Chaingang is coming and you're on his list
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Belly bile, gut juice, viscera, shit tubes
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Offal fat, chittlin' goop, butchered monkeys,
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rendered fools...
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Chaingang
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| Engorged |
