You dirty bastard
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I still hear your laughter
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In my mind
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You torturing demon
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Your victoms are screaming
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At your crimes
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Like creatures in cages
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We wait for the slaughter
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To begin
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So hungry and thirsty
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We're all at your mercy
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Not again
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We won't bow before you
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Instead we'll ignore your
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Oversight
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You beat us and doubt us
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You can live without us
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Parasite
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Wounded and weak
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But the truth I speak
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And I know what it means
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To be a true believer
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Bodies piled high
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Against a blood red sky
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I'm not afraid to die
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'Cause I'm a true believer
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Late in the night
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You sneak in out of sight
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An incubus
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White pieces of bodies
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Lay putred and rotting
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Around us
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In a prison of doubt
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But you can't figure out
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How we indure
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My minds extremes
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have been ripped at the seams
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But I know what it means
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To be a true believer
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Bodies piled high
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Against a blood red sky
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I'm not afraid to die
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'Cause I'm a true believer
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Living and pain become one in the same
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You've got ice in your veins
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I don't believe you
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I don't believe parasites
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In the pain of the day
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Seems you can't get away
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From your cold stare
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As the evening begins
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I find my only friend
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Is a nightmare
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Like creatures in cages
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We wait for the slaughter
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To begin
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So hungry and thirsty
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We're all at your mercy
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Not again
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Just faces with no names
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It's always the same game
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Endeavor
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What will you do when
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We come back to haunt you
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Forever
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When your minds extremes
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Have been ripped at the seams
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Then you'll know what it means
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To be a true believer
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Bodies piled high
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Against a blood red sky
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I'm not afraid to die
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'Cause I'm a true believer
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Living and pain become one in the same
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You've got ice in your veins
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True Believers
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Mekong Delta |