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From cradle to the grave he has risen

Hunting now has begun in the forest of life

Shielded by none he carries a knife

Naked and empty standing at the gates of hell

Sneaking around seeking vengeance once and for all

Bitten and stung so many times they grow weary of this game

Calling names tossing arguments into the air

She castrates him with her vile tones

No one comes to rescue now unleashed the evil

The unleashed shall live on

Fear drives you asunder

Coming back from the grave impossible no matter what grave your in

Death now seems a comfort as the blood boils

Chances are chances will be

As you terrorized me so shall I you in your dreams

Behold the evil you grew now falls upon you

Maddness begins to grip your mind

Fear takes hold and you live in paranoia

The mind creates falseness to carry on

Behold the son of man is the son of a bitch


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