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Good

Hey, I don't feel so
Something's not
Something's coming me
What the is this?

Killer, intruder, man
If you see me coming, run as as you can
A thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims pieces of meat

Blood thirsty demon, fiend
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil

My hammer's a cold of blood-lethal steel
I grin while you write the pain that I deal
Swinging the hammer, I through their heads
Deviant defilers, you're to be dead

I my hammer with sadistic intent
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through head, yeah

bodies convulse, in agony and pain
I mangle faces, till no features remain
A blade for the butchering, I cut to shreds
take out the organs, then cut off the head

The remains of now sop under my feet
One more bloody massacre, the murders'

I to dismember, a sadist fiend
And, blood baths are my way of getting
I lurk in the alleys, for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood I spill

A merciless butcher who lives
I'm out to destroy you and I cut you down, cut you down

I see you and I'm waiting for Friday

Killer, intruder, man
If you see me coming, run as as you can
A blood thirsty demon who's the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of

Blood thirsty demon, sinister
slaughters, my evil deeds
A butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy you and I cut you down

It's Black Friday, paint the on the wall
It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the
It's Friday, paint the devil on the wall
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