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BLOOD AND GUTS IN THE MOVIE HOUSE, SLAUGHTERHOUSE, SLAUGHTERHOUSE
HE RIPS THROUGH ALL THE MOVIE BUFFS... HE RIPS THEM UP, HE RIPS THEM UP...
HE GOES WHERE DON'T WANNA GO & WHAT HE DOES, HE DOESN'T KNOW....
HE'S THE SADDEST CREATURE KNOWN TO MAN...
AN UNKNOWN SAM IN AN UNKIND LAND...
HE'S OUT OF HIS HEAD AND IT'S OUT OF HIS HANDS...
HE'S DEAD IN THE HEAD....

HE DOES IT UP BECAUSE HE'S COME UNDONE... HE DOES THE BLOOD WALK & HE DOES THE BLOOD RUN...
EVERYTHING IS GOING BLACK... HE'S FEELING WEAK WITH A MEAN STREAK.
COME TO ME, MY LITTLE ONE... MY HEART IS STONE MY HEART IS COLD.
HE'S OUT OF HIS HEAD & IT'S OUT OF HIS HANDS...
HE'S DEAD IN THE HEAD.... DEAD IN THE HEAD... DEAD IN THE HEAD... DEAD IN THE HEAD


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