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I am the knife you did not see

And when you turn your back on m

Combining spitefulness and skill

I’ll move in swiftly for the kill

Then pain and pleasure coincide

The pain is yours, the pleasure mine

The warmth of blood, the bite of steel

I’ll be the last thing you will feel

I’ll be the last thing you will feel

I’ll be the last thing you will feel

I’ll be the last thing

I am the shotgun brought to school

I’ll tear you r head off nice and cruel

The diabolic messenger

Unleashing carnage everywhere

You are all sitting ducks to me

When I go off you’re history

I’ll shoot my way through all the grades

A trail of death to soothe my hate

A trail of death to soothe my hate

A trail of death to soothe my hate

A trail of death, death, death

I am the bomb inside the plane

Four hundred passengers in flames

Men, women, children, all the same

Midair explosion ends their pain

You can’t control the way I am

I am the servant of no man

And I will be there when you die

To rid you of your sorry life

To rid you of your sorry life

To rid you of your sorry life

To rid you of your sorry life