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Murder Death Kill

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I
The children of night
Are eaten by the wind
And nobody’s sure
If they have gone forever
Beating your soul
And oppressing your mind
They do never sleep
Until your death

These buried crying everybody hears
Persecution mania
These buried feelings everybody feels
Persecution mania
Kill for free
Murder Death Kill

II
The darkness confuses
Weariness works as cannibalism
On you and me
Retired into
Oneselfs thoughts and care
Imprisoned in live
Living like moles in fear

III
Deep inside you
Fear breaks down your resist
Your murder
Your death
Dreams kill for free

IV
The children of night
Are eaten by the wind
But they will return
Without any resistance
Beat your fear
And encourage the blood
Willing to fight
Willing to fuck the enemy

These buried feelings
In dreams and real
Your cold sweat makes me sick
And causes throe
Obsession Paranoia
Raping you
Blood sucker
Nasty Pain
Blood sucker
Your cold sweat makes me sick
And causes throe
Obsession Paranoia
Raping your brain out