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Blood, Dope and Black N Roll
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Morals or future, who gives a fuck
After all the paths are already there
Splitting the mirror of your pathetic soul
Pity yourself not, you have chosen to draw the shortest straw
The unreal power, the plastic confidence, the chemical path
To the core, of my soul
Self destruction is law
"I would wish that life had more to offer than this, but..."
Come to me, come to me, come to Satan
Come to sin, live this moment now
Come to me, come to me, come to Satan
Live your life tonight, as if you'd died yesterday
Cold and violence in the streets of Hell
Power, blood and pride in the night
Over the misery we shall all stand
Satan might hold our hand until we cross the line
The symphony of breaking glass, the smell of blood and ethylene
The fear of never coming back
The rush of feeling free of suffering
We all might hail Satan we all might hail blood
We all might hail dope we all hail Black and Roll
May my blood draw the pentagram that tomorrow the sun will dry
And the rain erase the dust
Under the moon
I'll decide how to end my life
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