El-Creepo! - Pitchfork | Текст песни

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Stoke the flames, little devil
It's gonna be a long night
Blood shot insomniac
Keep your eyeson the prize
And take all your secrets to the grave
Compassion doesn't live here anymore
Only a vacancy of who I used to be
Take all your secrets to the grave
Judas haning tight rope and swinging
Madness sets in and man is served with wine
Wake up, wake up, it's Judgement Day
And the cannibals have come to dine
Terrible visions and I'm deadly pale
A deceiver and destroyer of hearts
Nightmares in pieces, you look familiar
Splashed up all over the walls
Cannibalize the delicacy
Now you are a part of me
I'll eat you up
You're in my recipe
And now a part of me
I'll eat you up
And now you're a part of me

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