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Binded to the coil, scaling the wall. Rats will be rats, fearing the fall.
Binded to the coil, scaling the wall. Teeth wait below to devour you all.
When the night bites back and my body is weak. I Give a pound of flesh, what was given to me.
When words are gone so the body just screams. I Give a pound of flesh it was all you need.
Full to the fangs so you'll cover the throat. Let your empathy drain til your colors burn bold.
The world is gray, infested fucking race. All Dogs should have their own fucking day.
Don't let me be. Binded to the coil of flesh. Always I'll be. Binded to the coil of death.
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