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Turn the lights down low
And bar the doors up
Your future is coming
Your future as a
Chopped up, hacked up
Heaving piece of meat
When the door flies open
Hot wind approaches you
Feel the heat boy
Feel the heat as it burns your balls off
Death comes ripping
Then you know it
Death comes ripping
You feel the heat as
Death comes ripping
To rip your back out
Death comes ripping out
Flex and hemorrhage
You bloody pulp
Door kicks open
A little too late to beg and pray
Death comes ripping
And it's going
Death comes ripping
You feel the heat as
Death comes ripping
To rip your back out
Death comes ripping
And it's going
Death comes ripping
You feel the heat as
Death comes ripping
To rip your back out
Death comes ripping
Then you know it
Death comes ripping out
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