.Crawling you come to this place
Flat on your face
Weakened to dust by the process of life
Pleading and groaning to live by your own means
You'd Kill, Kill, Kill for the chance to quench
Put out the death (x4)
A world content with pain
It's just a violence game
Crowd a.
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