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Don't ever let us in, cause we must keep you out
We'll sink the needle in until you'll shut your crooked mouth
You want a flood? (More blood!)
Says the rocket queen
No need to wake me 'cause I love to live this robot dream

Watch the death game at play
Yeah, you've got bills to pay
If you'll extinguish
I may maybe might let the dancing of death be a quick one tonight

I'll know my blade will reign in beauty, blood and pain
If you stop slandering
You've maybe got some days to gain
You think I'll stop? (Guess not)
'Cause you are going down
Show me some courtesy and lay down in the lake to drown!

I will part all their flesh from their bones
And set them free from the sticks and the stones
Hear them calling, bleeding, kneeling, searching for guidance, money, meaning
You bloody prick are making me sick!

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