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In some land, you seen your mind disregard

Such a beast of your own

Inside your mind, you rode the carousel of what you called home

There they told you to be like them, and you listened like ear to heart

You even degraded your sister, so you can tell yourselves apart

Now your a pedophile and you think no one knows, yet you seem like a stand up guy in your mind

Now we're here damning the day you walked yourself into our lives

Here we are at the gallows preaching your every word

We claim that your lost, so we can see you hanged before the end of dusk

Now understand that your mind is gone and that we walk you to your grave

Even the patriot claims six feet isn't enough

Don't look us in the face, don't touch our spirits, just know where to be, far from you...next time you cross the street, we might just step on it a little more too

When we sleep, wer'e haunted by you, 'cause you're insane, your own sick mind

now, we're here to hang you, ye old pedophile, we're here to hang you good.

Liven us with your very breath, and tell us how good you felt

Make us laugh with insanity, as we pull the plug on your very ridden corpse

Dear old pedophile won't you die

Won't you end your curse on our lives......

To the firing wall you go....

To the gallows post again

Every time you fathom return

We'll do you the very same

May your death bring us peace

So that we may rest happy, knowing you'll never touch us again

May the fires of Hell burn you from within

Again and again