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Souleater
I kill people, take them from there lives
No matter if it are children, husbands or wifes
I have to its just my way
Thousands of lifes are mine everyday
I do this sinds the beginning of time
Without taking rest or drinking some wine
For killing i'm always prepared
Not even the strongest man gets me scared
Its not only for fun that i do what i do
Maybe my next victim wil be you
Probably you will call me nuts
But i enjoy separeting people from there guts
I burn, i shoot or i take you quiet
Always aiming for a multikill if i'm in a riot
If you see me appear, you know your fate
You can scream, you can pray but thats already to late
Time for goodbye's you can not have
Maybe a little flashback on my behalf
Where you go after my visit i cant care less
Sometime you still look good sometimes you're a mess
I'm the face of death, your souleater
But most people call me the grim reaper.
No matter if it are children, husbands or wifes
I have to its just my way
Thousands of lifes are mine everyday
I do this sinds the beginning of time
Without taking rest or drinking some wine
For killing i'm always prepared
Not even the strongest man gets me scared
Its not only for fun that i do what i do
Maybe my next victim wil be you
Probably you will call me nuts
But i enjoy separeting people from there guts
I burn, i shoot or i take you quiet
Always aiming for a multikill if i'm in a riot
If you see me appear, you know your fate
You can scream, you can pray but thats already to late
Time for goodbye's you can not have
Maybe a little flashback on my behalf
Where you go after my visit i cant care less
Sometime you still look good sometimes you're a mess
I'm the face of death, your souleater
But most people call me the grim reaper.
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