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Hey, I don't feel so Something's not Something's coming me What the is this?
Killer, intruder, man If you see me coming, run as as you can A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the I hack up my victims like pieces of
thirsty demon, sinister fiend Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil
My a cold piece of blood-lethal steel I while you write with the pain that I deal Swinging the hammer, I through their heads Deviant defilers, next to be dead
I unleash my hammer with sadistic Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head,
bodies convulse, in agony and pain I their faces, till no features remain A for the butchering, I cut them to shreds First take out the organs, then cut off the
The of flesh now sop under my feet One bloody massacre, the murders' complete
I to dismember, a sadist fiend And, blood baths are my way of getting I in the alleys, wait for the kill I have no for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who underground I'm out to destroy you and I cut you down, cut you down
I see you and I'm waiting for Friday
Killer, intruder, man If you see me coming, run as as you can A blood thirsty demon who's the street I hack up my victims like of meat
Blood thirsty demon, fiend Bludgeonous slaughters, my deeds A butcher who lives underground I'm out to you and I will cut you down
It's Black Friday, the devil on the wall It's Black Friday, the devil on the wall It's Black Friday, the devil on the wall ...