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it's like a need.
A space to fill,
you have to feed.
A want for blood,
a craving for pain.
Dripping thick like mud,
falling down like rain.
The end is near,
it's coming up fast.
Can't shed a tear,
it will soon be the past.
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| The hunger to kill, it's like a need. A space to fill, you have to feed. A want for blood, a craving for pain. Dripping thick like mud, falling down like rain. The end is near, it's coming up fast. Can't shed a tear, it will soon be the past. |
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