.See the child, pentagram in hand
There's nothing that can stop him
Psychopathic mind, misdirected wrath
Towards all who dwell around him
But they'll blame it on us
And our music
Throats and faces slashed
The raping it would last
Into victims, dying
He broke into t.
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