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The things i've seen, the things i know, from cosmic highs to grizzly lows
Some call us fire, some call us hell, some love to hate and cross the skulls

We are the masters of macabre, all trace of you will be lost by dusk
Forever

I am the destroyer i am the sky, pleasure and pain, they are my name
The town it wants a funeral parade
They dug three extra graves, one has your name, evil winds or haunted remains
Either way the treachery it shall reign, and that's what brings the night alive
This lumbering chaos, this town's gone bad

We are the masters of macabre, in the backwoods you will be dust to us
Forever

Pleasure and pain they are my name

We are the destroyers of the sky, pleasure and pain, they are our name
Tonight the hills will be alive
With the sound of the buzzing saws and possessed minds

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