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- METHOD OF DESTRUCTION
- U.S.A. for M.O.D.
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- Compliments of Swamp Rat
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- >>> A CULT Publication......1987 <<<
- -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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- Yes, Milano has some assholic opinions, and some good ones...but good music.
- That's the way it goes...
- -S. Ratte' 12/16/87
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- --AREN'T YOU HUNGRY
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- Sitting in my kitchen
- Stuffed from having ate
- What should I do now
- With what's left on my plate
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- Maybe I should save it
- But naw I got the cash
- Think I'll take the easy way
- And throw it in the trash
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- U.S.A. for Africa
- What a fucking scam
- Charity begins at home
- What about our land
- America has it's own problems
- That's what should come first
- So fuck those nigger's charity
- And let them die of thirst
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- AREN'T YOU HUNGRY
- AREN'T YOU HUNGRY
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- U.S.A. for U.S.A.
- That's what I'd like to see
- But sympathetic assholes
- Send it all to their own countries
- They want the food to grow
- On what they call home land
- But don't you know
- You can't grow anything in sand
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- AREN'T YOU HUNGRY
- AREN'T YOU HUNGRY
- AREN'T YOU HUNGRY
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- I think of people starving
- But do you think I care
- Let them all die hungry
- So I can breathe their air
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- Sitting in my kitchen
- Stuffed form having ate
- What should I do now
- With what's left on my plate
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- --GET A REAL JOB
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- Standing on a corner
- Frozen to the bone
- You have to make a living
- But you'd rather be at home
- Your eyes start getting heavy
- Still you forge on
- Wake up and face the world
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- AND GET A REAL JOB
- GET A REAL JOB
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- You get a little older
- Your bones are brittle and weak
- Dizzy in the morning
- Your pulse is sounding weak
- You hate to go to work
- Just living for a job
- Wake up and smell the coffee
- And get a real job
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- GET A REAL JOB
- GET A REAL JOB
- GET A REAL JOB
- GET A REAL JOB
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- Soon you will retire
- Or maybe have a stroke
- You cannot feel your finger tips
- Because some veins have closed
- But still you drive a hack
- Or push a hotdog cart
- Now it's too late for you
- To get a real job
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-
- --I EXECUTIONER
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- I executioner
- There's just me
- You can't buy justice
- And it sure ain't free
- I executioner
- Like Sargeant 'D'
- I'm corporal punishment
- I weed out the weak
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- I excecutioner
- One on one
- You and me
- You've no place to run
- I executioner
- We got a date
- My fist your face
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- How I love to hate
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- There's no justice
- There's me
- There's no justice
- There's me
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- I executioner
- You dare fuck with me
- Say it to my face
- Either way you'll bleed
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- I executioner
- The king of schism
- Misery and pain
- Is what you'll live in
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-
- --DON'T FEED THE BEARS
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- You have to prove
- That you're not scared
- Enter the cage
- Take the dare
- Screaming death
- In the beast's lair
- You couldn't read the signs
- DON'T FEED THE BEARS
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- Don't go in there
- You best beware
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- Don't feed the bears
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- Stupid fool
- You should have known
- That's some place you shouldn't go
- Polar giant on you
- Blood starts to flow
- They belong not in a cage
- But in the fucking snow
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- Don't go in there
- You best beware
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- And please don't feed the fucking bears!
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-
- --BALLAD OF DIO
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- In the dark of the day
- Or the black of the sun
- He's coming for you
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- Look out!
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- --THRASH OR BE THRASHED
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- I've seen enough
- I just can't take it
- Why don't you mosh
- Or have an epileptic fit
- You stand there like you're at a parade
- Call this your scene
- But you're the one who betrayed
- Got your feet glued to the floor
- Just there and thrashed some more
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- You're the fuckup, a dick to the extreme
- It's people like you
- Who make me want to scream
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- Thrash or be thrashed
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- --LET ME OUT
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- Aren't you sick of the way you're living
- Let down in life without being forgiven
- Struggle for a future
- You try to survive
- Put on this world to rot and die
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- Let me out
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- Let me out me out
- Me out of this world
- Tell me how I got here
- Why don't you say a word
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- Let me out me out
- Me out of this world
- Tell me how I got here
- Why don't you say a word
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-
- --BUBBLE BUTT
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- Bubble Butt
- Bubble Butt
- Bubble Butt
- Bubble Butt
- Bubble Butt
- Bubble Butt
- She's so fat
- Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble
- Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble
- Bubble Butt
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-
- --YOU'RE BEAT
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- Start up the car
- You ain't going very far
- Stick the rubber hose on the exhaust
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- Breathe that fresh air
- It'll take away your cares
- You're beat the game is over
- And you've lost
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- Y.B........
- You're beat
- Before you start
- You cry defeat
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- Sitting in the bathroom
- With the razor at your wrist
- You mom and dad don't like
- The dudes you're hanging with
- They say that you're a loser
- A disgrace to human kind
- If I were you I'd end it all
- Before I lost my mind
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- Y.B......
- You're beat
- Before you start
- You cry defeat
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-
- --BUSHWACKATEAS
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- Is that your hair or a Tina Turner wig
- You should be ashamed of yourself
- Now you shaved your head,
- And that's a fashion too
- With your ears you look like an elf
- Bush-bush wackateas!
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- --MAN OF YOUR DREAMS
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- You thought he was dead
- It was just in your head
- You better get ready for Freddy
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- You thought you saw him die
- But it's you who's crucified
- So now you'll pay for his sins
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- He'll come while you sleep
- You're gonna rest in peace
- He's in the mirror hanging on the wall
- He'll rip out your chest
- Your body he'll molest
- Then laugh and use your blood
- To paint the walls
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- First he kils one
- Then he kills two
- Number three on his list is you!
- He's the man of your dreams
- He lives to hear you scream
- That's his satisfaction guaranteed
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- You thought you'd escape
- You felt that you were safe
- Then you felt his blade
- Around your neck
- He'll dice up your throat
- On your blood you'll choke
- None of this Freedy Kreuger will regret
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- --CAPTAIN CRUNCH
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- Soggies suck
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- I was sitting up at night
- I was feeling so uptight
- I was just fucking around
- There was something dragging me down
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- Thinking of a bite to eat
- Thought this would be really neat
- Cheerios are stale that's beat
- But Captain Crunch is fun to eat
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- Captain Crunch, Captan Crunch
- He's inviting you to munch
- Captain Crunch, Captain Crunch
- Munch a bunch a munch a munch
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- Fuck my brain
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- Scoffing down this yellow wheat
- Is making me feel kind of beat
- My head is spinning round and round
- Now my teeth are turning brown
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- My face is starting to come apart
- From this overdose of starch
- I really wish mom wasn't here
- I'll have another box of beer
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- Captain Crunch, Captain Crunch
- He's inviting you to munch
- Captain Crunch, Captain Crunch
- Munch a bunch a munch a munch
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- --JIM GORDEN
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- Jim Gorden, the man who was insane
- Jim Gorden, had Glaxo in his brain
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- Jim Gordon was insane
- He took his mother's life
- He used the hammer first
- So she wouldn't feel the knife
- He's gone insane
- He's lost his mind
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- The voices in his head
- Prove the bastard nuts
- He bashed his mother's head in
- Because she killed Paul Lynd
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- He couldn't play the drums
- Cause people moved his hand
- Was he just a mad man
- We may never understand
- He's gone insane
- He's lost his mind
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- The voices in his head
- Prove the bastard nuts
- He bashed his mother's head in
- Because she killed Paul Lynd
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- MOSH
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- Jim Gorden was insane
- He took his mother's life
- He used the hammer first
- So she wouldn't feel the knife
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- He's gone insane, he's lost his mind
- He couldn't play his drums
- Cause people moved his hands
- Was he just a mad man
- We may never understand
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- --IMPORTED SOCIETY
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- They came from the other side
- In bunches at a time
- Crowding up the neighborhood
- To raise the rates of crime
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- Some of them got money
- Most of them got shit
- All they do is come here
- To take from our pockets
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- Import, import, imported society
- Import, import, imported society
- Import, import, imported society
- Import, import, imported society
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- Don't you fucking see
- That you bother me
- Genocide
- You can't hide
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- So go home now
- Don't come back
- Take your goat
- Get on your boat
- I hate imports
- I don't want to hear their shit
- I hate imports
- Cause I'm just so sick of it
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- I just want to
- Live my life without you fucking assholes
- And I want to
- Never see your ass again
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- Import, import, imported society
- Import, import, imported society
- Import, import, imported society
- Import, import, imported society
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- Hindus and Ethiopians
- You know they're all the same
- A huck a buck of Indians
- They're all so fucking lame
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- --SPANDEX ENORMITY
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- Waiting here on line
- Suddenly from behind
- She's still a block away
- Why'd it have to be today
- Now what do I see
- She recognizes me
- She hugs and squeezes me
- She's the Spandex Enormity
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- She's so sweet when she's yanking on my meat
- Then she yells is this trick or treat
- It's too late she asks me for a date
- Before I'd fuck I'd rather masturbate
- Spandex, Spandex Enormity
- A beast sent from Hell to plague me with misery
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- What a fucking beast
- Her ass alone would be a feast
- And her love drippings
- Contained a stench of rotted yeast
- The show must go on
- It's the end of me
- Taking up the whole front row
- It's the Spandex Enormity
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- She's so sweet when she's yanking on my meat
- Then she yells is this trick or treat
- It's too late she asks me for a date
- Before I'd fuck I'd rather masturbate
- Spandex, Spandex Enormity
- A beast sent from hell to plague me with misery
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- As we were walking off stage
- You're waiting to come back
- She's got a back stage pass
- Oh no
- I hide my head
- The sight of you I dread
- Her chubby little fingers grab my ass
- Don't talk to me, talk to Nick, talk to Nick
- Why does it always have to be me
- You fucking fat bitch
- I've had enough of you
- Take your blubber buns and leave
- She left here in tears
- Followed by her rear
- I could not help she's fat
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- She's so sweet when she's yanking on my meat
- Then she yells is this trick or treat
- It's too late she asks me for a date
- Before I'd fuck I'd rather masturbate
- Spandex, Spandex Enormity
- A beast sent from Hell to plague me with misery
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- --SHORT BUT SWEET
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- Short but Sweeeeet! (wooo)
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- --PARENTS
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- Parents
- They deprive
- They diminsh our time
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- Mother-father
- Wish I was dead
- Could have been cum on their bed
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- Put me in this world
- Gave me a little
- The rich fucking bastards
- Didn't care at all
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- Wish I were dead
- I'm better off alone
- I don't need their raggin'
- Anymore
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- Turn that down
- That noisy music
- Go to bed
- And leave me the fuck alone
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- That's all they say
- And all they do
- Get me out of this place
- Can't take it anymore
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- Wish I were dead
- I'm better off alone
- I don't need their raggin'
- Anymore
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-
- --A.I.D.S.
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- You're accused of the following charges
- You're a woman trapped inside a man
- Your sexuality no one denies you
- But your preference we can't understand
- You are the lonliness of all people
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- It's time for you to realize
- AIDS like the plague is from God
- For he sees something wrong in his eyes
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- Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
- A.I.D.S.
- Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
- A.I.D.S.
- Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
- A.I.D.S.
- Analy Inflicted Death Sentence
- A.I.D.S.
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- That's what you get for having
- A penis up your ass
- You should have used a condom
- That's what you get when you
- Swallow another man's load
- A lubricated condom
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- How do you find love in another man's hairy ass
- You should have used a condom
- Millions of lost hamsters
- Running ramped in your bowels
- Take the Hershey Highway
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- Fudge packing men
- Fudge packing men
- Fudge packing men
- Fudge packing men
- A manly man
- Fudge packing men
- Fudge packing men
- Fudge packing men
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- --RUPTURED NUPTUALS
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- I bust my balls
- I break my back
- To come home to a slut
- You broke your vows
- You dirty bitch
- I'll kick you in the cunt
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- Ruptured Nuptuals
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- --ODE TO HARRY
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- Harry got in his car
- And turned the key
- Started up and headed up the L.I.E.
- Too cheap to get a real car
- Had a Volkswagon Rabbit
- And that put an end to Harry's cheap habit
- Cause the trucker couldn't stop
- So the driver just took aim
- And when he hit Harry
- Harry burst into flames
- You're dead now Harry
- And you can't come back
- You'd still be alive if you drove a Cadillac
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- --HATE TANK
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- When you see it coming
- The shit runs down your leg
- A rumble of disaster
- It's much too late to beg
- You didn't heed its warning
- As it's parked on top of your house
- Your baby's crushed to pulp
- You're cornered you cry out
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- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
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- Its treads are stained with blood
- Of victims who had pride
- Some thought they'd defy it
- All of them have died
- Destruction in its wake
- The mangled corpses rot
- If you think you'll survive... NOT!
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- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
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- Here it comes, you better start running
- Here it comes, you better start running
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- The armored shell coroded
- From blood that now is dry
- Markings left to signify
- The deaths of many lives
- Through many years of silence
- Breaks a horrifying sound
- You turn to look in disbelief
- He's come to hunt you down
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- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
- The Hate Tank
- Hate Taaaaaak!
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- (c)1987 cDc communications by Swamp Rat 12/16/87-25
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