(Swanson/Barnes)
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In the dark of the night I search for
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the mindless wretches of society
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To drink of their blood and feast upon their flesh
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Time to break cause you’ll never take this
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Lots of stiffs and blood, what a sickening mess
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Feasting on the blood of the insane
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Here’s another tale of the fucking deranged
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Psychotic ? violent another one dead ? blood clotted
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Lust for blood a need for insanity
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Die in the slaughter ? time to tap an artery
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Brain withered another empty thought
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I will kill again and never be caught
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Face to face with the monster of hate
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Another victim ? another piece of meat
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Time to kill no one gets out alive
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Another scream ? another mother fucker dies
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First I kill and then I feed ? can’t deny my blood lust need
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A son of a bitch 3rd generation
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Schooled in the art of human strangulation
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Only one thing will control my pain
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That’s to drink the blood of the insane
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My need for blood ? drives me to kill
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Another dying ? bleeding for my lust
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Feed on the dead ? feed on the dead ? feed on the dead
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I’ve got to get the blood flowing
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Just a bit of guts and gore
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Indulgence in the blood of freaks
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Take another dose of the bloodlust
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To rip apart and shred the dead
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Teeth stuck in ? another victim
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Blood bath ? I’m gonna kill again
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I am the walking dead
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Concentrated hate and fear and pain
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Inside of me the same
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It’s gonna go on and on and on
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A new life is born
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Broken bodies start now rotting
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No way to stop the feeding
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Only one way to control my pain
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Feasting on the blood of the insane
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My need for blood ? drives me to kill
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Another dying ? bleeding for my lust
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Feed on the dead ? feed on the dead ? feed on the dead
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Feasting on the Blood of the Insane
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| Six Feet Under |
