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He who holds a passion For all that is extreme A live burning passion Like nothing you`ve seen Raped as a teen, molested as child He doesn't care for a fucking human life Kill, kill - all the little voices tells him to Kill, kill - all that is alive can be Killed, killed - all the little voices tells him to Kill, kill - all that is alive can be killed He who holds a passion For all that is extreme A live burning passion Like nothing you`ve seen He deceives humans into his evil plot From killing humans and letting them rot Gather the dead Victims of human disease Gather the dead Onto a growing pile of human waste Kill, kill, kill Can't you see? You have to kill someone to feel free Kill, kill, kill Can't beat the rush From killing humans and letting them rot Capture of souls He kills to feel free Unafraid punishment He will claim temporary insanity All he wants is to see you bleed Gather the dead Gather the dead Kill, kill, kill Cant you see? You have to kill someone to feel free Kill, kill, kill Cant beat the rush From killing humans and letting them rot