88 lines
2.7 KiB
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88 lines
2.7 KiB
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The three-dimensional professional projections of spectral light
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Connected room, selection air-tight
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The isolated, the decisive, victory stimulated
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The non-simulated patterns of flight originated
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Now I'm a carnivore on a tour of duty
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My band of brothers in full metal jackets establish cruelty
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Black magic conjurer, attack through the monitor
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Destruction of assumption, one thing I can promise ya
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Impact, crash, with cold shards of glass
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Ritualistic annihilators -- murder your cast
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The future from the past, that last that feel
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The seventh seal broken in half, ceremony is real
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Become obsolete, high-strung from a beat
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A strong minded individual delivering defeat
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Blood rivers in the street, keep flowing no retreat
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Deep omens keep opponents speech limited repeat
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You're opening the door to the corridor stretching to the left
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There's hunger in my eyes, but the truth is on my chest
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I am just a man who wants revenge, and I confess
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I am full of rage and sin
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Locked inside this cage again
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When evil reigns 'cause people like to win
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It may seem sweet, but we won't like the end
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So we shine brightly from the light within
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You're opening the doors to the corridors stretching to the left
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Anger within my eyes, but the truth is on my chest
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I am just a man who wants revenge and I confess
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I am full of rage and sin
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Locked inside this cage again
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Where evil reigns and people like to win
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It may seem sweet, but we won't like the end
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So we shine brightly from the light within
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Locked inside this cage again
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Locked inside this cage again
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Locked inside this cage again
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Locked inside this cage again
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Turn the music up a bit...
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Yo, yo...
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Dark secrets, demons with a conscience
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I'm the Lone Ranger looking for Pocahontas
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Teenage zombies flying the beat
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I'm dying to learn what I'm trying to be
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Go Bad News Bears and the Dukes of Hazzard
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The youth of my group is the truth, so have it
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Keep myself couped up, recoup quickly
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Face still hurts but my kids stick with me
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Death loved not far as we go
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Crazy face, still not star of the show
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I appreciate the chance truth hurts, I'll kill you
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Ice pick into your neck, I will do (Anything)
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Talk to you like I might care (Anything)
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Rippled by the nightmare, moonshine distillery
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Back road to villiany
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Military star, I depart with artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With artillery
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With ta ra ta ta ta ta...
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Locked inside this cage again
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Locked inside this cage again
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Locked inside this cage again
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Locked inside this cage again
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Name Artillery
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Artist Infected Mushroom
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Album Vicious Delicious
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