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Down For The Slaughter
Another head hangs lowly
Down for the slaughter
Cold blood filled lust
And the sorrow after
Plagued the soul
Burned the heart
Warm crimson drips
It has to start
The end is near
Attempt to hide
You can't escape
Enjoy the ride
For now the light
Burns your eyes
Your going to hell
Prepare to die
Down for the slaughter
Cold blood filled lust
And the sorrow after
Plagued the soul
Burned the heart
Warm crimson drips
It has to start
The end is near
Attempt to hide
You can't escape
Enjoy the ride
For now the light
Burns your eyes
Your going to hell
Prepare to die
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