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Comes the night
Darkest sky
Evil things
Hungry eyes
You just don't care
To be afraid
Reading your messages
See in your nightmare
You have guns
They will come
And their job
Must be done
For your life
They will be paid
No escape
Face your fate
There's no time
To regret
'Bout the shits
That were made!
You just don't care
To be afraid
Reading your messages
See in your nightmare
You have guns
They will come
And their job
Must be done
