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hades

Take a steak, and drive it through your chest
You know the place a heart normally rests
Yours is a black empty mass

Water pump your lungs, fill them all the way
So no more lies can ever escape
That nasty dirty mouth

Take a nail and please, fucking drive it in your hand
Maybe then, you'll understand
Your soul is as pure as me

Lay in a box, about 6 feet deep
Let the worms have a giant feast
That's where you belong
With me

Cut me out, but I'll never leave
Once we are in hell, we'll both see
Torment for you but not for the king
Written by wingless42
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