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Death Makes A Housecall

Come on now its time to die  
Kiss your wife and kids goodbye  
 
Tell them all you need to say  
Cuz you won't see another day  
 
You wished for it and now it's time  
No backing out, your ass is mine  
 
Im here because I heard your pleas  
No use in begging, get off your knees  
 
You asked for this, so here I am  
Time for a slaughter and you're the lamb
Written by The_Darkness_Insid
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