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Creepshow chronicles: ''The infrared killer''
feel it's presence
like infrared
nothing to be seen
even when your dead
a heat wave like nothing before
just like infrared
so sneaky
not a word said
hold your screams
for infrared
let it become you
let the beast be fed
the silent killer
is infrared
you'll know when you are no more
when you lose you head
like infrared
nothing to be seen
even when your dead
a heat wave like nothing before
just like infrared
so sneaky
not a word said
hold your screams
for infrared
let it become you
let the beast be fed
the silent killer
is infrared
you'll know when you are no more
when you lose you head
Published 2nd Nov 2011
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