They call me mad,
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The silence is so dread
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Alas, in '87, my grand invasion failed
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I'll tame, you'll beg,
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Time is right for evil plan
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I'll tame, you'll beg,
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Made a deal with Satan
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The lord of hell has tried invent the world
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Chorus:
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Without you, our wipe-out, the low of purity
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Can't make a world dominion
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R.I.B. (Rest in beer)!
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My latter lab professor
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Who's effort sang to me
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There are humans scar the supper
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R.I.B. (Rest in beer)!
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Soon my idea has taught mankind to fear
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The end crack off my bad bruise
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Intravenous formula.
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Spread out for free
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Spreading out just like breed.
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Spread out for free
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Unity disappear
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Death longs to fly this emptiness good-bye
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Chorus:
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Without you, our wipe-out, the low of purity
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Can't make a world dominion
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R.I.B. (Rest in beer)!
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My latter lab professor
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Who's effort sang to me
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There are humans scar the supper
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R.I.B. (Rest in beer)!
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All the martyrs shall obey me
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And the madness shows to hell
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In the morning, sun is rising
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And the life of martyrs ends.
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Chorus:
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Without you, our wipe-out, the low of purity
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Can't make a world dominion
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R.I.B. (Rest in beer)!
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My latter lab professor
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Who's effort sang to me
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There are humans scar the supper
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R.I.B. (Rest in beer)!
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R.I.B. (Rest In Beer)
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| Tankard |
