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Vio Lence Eternal Nightmare

[Music: Flynn, Demmel] [Lyrics: Killian] Deceiving Face Fits Perfect Like A Glove In The Camera Eye Of This World. A Pocket Lie, I Don't Know Why. Subterflige

[Music: Demmel, Flynn, Killian] [Lyrics: Killian] I Reach Out, And Grab The Devil. Pour His Hell Straight Down My Throat. Go Home To The Darling Where

Calm collector of the waste I've come for the dead Cold my feelings cannot be traced There's no need, no patients for there Muttering words, they are

I am a Presidential toy And I am Government employed In their game of death I never lose And when I'm told to do a task No questions I will ask Just

Up for the dead Blood-thirsty rulers are bred Rising up their dreams of hell Are waiting for you Their words will cut you in two KILLING - HE JUST KEEPS

I've tasted The thrill of a kill The thrill of my victims I'm crushing Destroying their will Demented A figure of speech My mind is lost eternally out

Eternal nightmare, I'm clawing So next time that you fall asleep And let your thought start running deep Remember you're the ones I choose Eternal nightmare

Restricted patient Or so they say I choose to stay here, phobic fears Nerve endings eaten away I'm out of touch With all in sight Don't close my eyes

The needing of needles, prick my skin Cold blood is boiling, start the binge Aggressive injection, the track marks run Intended supression, finale