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With hell in my eyes and with death in my veins

pain in my brain

the end is closing in

follow me now my child not the meek of the mild

People make me do it

to pull you down into this pit

feeding on the minds of man

and from their souls within

So come on!! kill

So come on!! fall to your knees

So come on!! death is near

What will befall you? death

So reach down grab my hand walk

With me through the land

come home where you belong