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You want a fight? You'll get a bloodbath!
You want a fight?
Somehow that doesn't seem quite right...
You must have a death wish
You little bitch
Too late to change your mind
Your body they will never find
A bloody death
Is the only thing left
All your innards
Spilled on the dirt
The hurt
Won't last long
No one will sing your song
I'll gut you like a fish
And make you wish
You'd never challenged
Me, too late, the damage
Is done
Have fun
In Hell
Somehow that doesn't seem quite right...
You must have a death wish
You little bitch
Too late to change your mind
Your body they will never find
A bloody death
Is the only thing left
All your innards
Spilled on the dirt
The hurt
Won't last long
No one will sing your song
I'll gut you like a fish
And make you wish
You'd never challenged
Me, too late, the damage
Is done
Have fun
In Hell
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