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My gun is pumping - you´re down on your knees
A closer step to death
I think I´m coming, are you ready to recieve
I spray you full with my killer disease
I´m coming inside, I´ll break you down
Your end of your life
I stole your soul, I´m in control
I just made you mine
It´s the end of the line
You´re broken to pieces
Crushed by the facts
It´s the end of the line
It´s not what it supposed to be
How could this be
Face the enemy and meet reality
How could you be so blind
Now you´re lasting death it controls your mind
Suffering years ahead
I came inside
I broke you down
I ended your life
I stole your soul
I was in control
and I made you mine
It´s the end of the line
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