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Let’s do it, kill!

For the sentimentalist there is no criminal

But only surroundings that did not provide

I’m no sentimentalist, I’m a criminal

The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt

Hurt

Think of me as a devastating threat

I don’t need to be punished but dispossessed

Don't notice if I feel comfortable

When kneading your brain and teaching monstrosity pain

To hurt

(Kill, kill, kill) Parish for deserters

(Kill, kill, kill) Patron of the insensitive

(Kill, kill, kill) Attribute of sociopaths

The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt

The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt

Walls of Devon

Boundaries of hell from within

Walls of Devon

Keeping you safe from me

I’m thinking of you

About your skull head

I imagine opening and crushing it

Kneading your brain and teaching monstrosity pain

To hurt

(Kill, kill, kill) Parish for deserters

(Kill, kill, kill) Patron of the insensitive

(Kill, kill, kill) Attribute of sociopaths

The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt

The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt

Walls of Devon

Boundaries of hell from within

Walls of Devon

Keeping you safe from me

I’m breaking free

Don’t mind looking back

I might find you someday

The more I push these walls the more I long to hurt

I’m no sentimentalist, I’m a criminal