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cross roads
Down at the cross roads looking to strike a deal .. dreams of fortune dreams of fame... I think my folks... think I'm insain.. chicken bone and a little token.. buried deep... I sit and wait... the demon apears... I get 10yrs... hounds from hell they sit and wait... to rip me apart on that final date... but a metal god is what I wish... to live the dream... to tour the world... the hounds from hell.. will soon be coming... down in the pit is were ill be... from now till eternity...
Published 14th Mar 2013
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