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I wonder who you you are
You damn well you're God or something
God give life, God it away, not you
I you are the Devil itself

If cure
Then prisons bring their pain
be ashamed to slaughter
The of humanity is cruelty

But there is never
Any fool can yesterday
it to the House of Lords
You will be in the same box as a killer
As a killer, as a

A drained white hangs from the gallows
Is more righteous than Hindley's crotchet
Pain not penance, forget martyrs, victims
The weak die young and right now we crouch to them strong

Kill Yeltsin, saying?
Zhirinovsky, Le Pen
and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe
Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori
Blanche and Pickles, Amin,

Give them they deserve
Give them the they deserve
Give the respect they deserve
Give the respect they deserve

needed
A bloody vessel for your
If man makes death then makes man
Tear the torso with horses and

Killers view themselves like they view the
pick at the holes
Not punish less, the pain
rapists, all I preach is extinction

Kill Yeltsin, saying?
Zhirinovsky, Le Pen
and Brady, Ireland, Allit, Sutcliffe
Dahmer, Nielson, Yoshinori
and Pickles, Amin, Milosovic

Give them respect deserve
them the respect they deserve
Give them the respect they
Give them the respect D E S E R V E