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Out of the black night, he creeps
Lurking in the shadows, he waits
He is psycho, he is freak
Driven by an evil that the darkness awakes

Unholy night, bloody night
Take the kight, take a life

Walking by the playground in the middle of the day
Watching all the children laugh and play
You know he wants to lock them up
And take their innocence away

There's a sickness in his brain
Taking life in his game
He is addicted to the thrill
That he gets when he kills
He is a psycho….
Die!

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