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Overkill Ironbound

This is what you make it, pound the ground Make it Take it Never let go Tell all you know How far can you take it as you go... Ironbound Two by two,

: A lifelong list of Sundays, wrapped up with a bow Justifies the greatest answers, that you may never know The fallen is the viper, reap now what you

: Mama's revolution has all gone into black Sin through seven deadly holes, lines up behind your back I do enjoy your company, we travel in a pack Bloodstains

: Step on up to the counter boy Buy yourself a thrill Shake it out with the deepest breath As you kneel over your first kill God is your protector, he

: I never cared too much, acquired mental health I let my reputation speak just for itself I never liked the rules that came 'long with the game Take

: A sense of peace was falling on the universal night And it gave me a pause to reason why I live To never cease the calling of the consequential right