Bloodbath Outta Pocket (USA)
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A hundred thousand tons of hate
To rain upon your soul
An argument to cave your face
Vía mind control
A guillotine of my design to render you asunder
Pool of blood in which you drown
My hands they hold you under
And so begins your suffering
The torment of your mind
Powered by my fury
Which is real and undefined
Nothing now can stop this
From feeding on your life
The last thing that you see in your time
Is my fucking eyes
As you drown in your blood
This is the dawn on your day of wrecking
I reckon you’ll suffer the most
This is the dawn on your day of wrecking
I reckon you’ll suffer the most
Bloodbath
To rain upon your soul
An argument to cave your face
Vía mind control
A guillotine of my design to render you asunder
Pool of blood in which you drown
My hands they hold you under
And so begins your suffering
The torment of your mind
Powered by my fury
Which is real and undefined
Nothing now can stop this
From feeding on your life
The last thing that you see in your time
Is my fucking eyes
As you drown in your blood
This is the dawn on your day of wrecking
I reckon you’ll suffer the most
This is the dawn on your day of wrecking
I reckon you’ll suffer the most
Bloodbath
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