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Look at his ugly face
When he smiles
When his smallest wrinkles
Show his vice
He’s the kind of plague you’d better stay clear from
An anthology of crimes, the embodiement of sin
And he says he’s proud, and he says he’s proud
And he says he’s always proud
To play this role in his life to play this role in his life and to be
Always proud
Consider the damage done
When he acts
Please cover up his eyes
When he dies
His attractive disguise is nothing but an illusion
Decay, fragments, rubbles
Faces, rotten faces
