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Dead I am the one, Exterminating son...
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze...
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry..
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm...
Dig through the ditches,
Burn through the witches...
I slam in the back of my
Dragula....
Dig through the ditches,
Burn through the witches...
I slam in the back of my
Dragula...
Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool...
Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed...
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat...
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr...
Dig through the ditches,
Burn through the witches...
I slam in the back of my
Dragula...
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