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A city has a curse
A gruesome death’s curse
One man, a murderer
His thirst for revenge never ends

They said he died as a boy
But he is still there, he lives
Many saw him, few survived
No one can stop him

Axe to the face
Garroted with barbed wire
Spearing fire into the eye
Gutted with a scalpel

Head crushed with a leather strap
Hacked up with a machete
Scythe in the neck
Drowned in a barrel of sewage

Much time has passed
Many people forgot
But he is still down there
Waiting, he fucking lives

The body count will never end

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