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What pain will it take
To satisfy your sick appetite
Go in for the kill
Always in sight - prey
The time always right - feast
Feed on the pain - taste
Sorrow made flesh - sweet
Live how you want
Just don't feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe
Shallow are words from those who starve
For a dream not their own to slash and scar
Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you will find
A scavenger of human sorrow
Scavenger
Abstract theory the weapon of choice
Used by scavenger of human sorrow
Scavenger
So you have traveled far across the sea
To spread yor written brand of misery
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Look down at the body
You may see no trace of wounds
But in the eye
The eye of the beholder
One cannot assume
Not a drop of blood is drawn
But you know how it bleeds
Beware of the sharp edged weapon
Called human being
It is a shield of passion
And strong will
From this I am the victor
Instead of the kill
I will not feed your hunger
Instead, I bite the pain
Looking not back, but forward
I bite down hard
Try to cover up the trail of deceit
And daggers spawned from your soul
Acid, the tears of remorse
Flow in vain, too late for regrets
Save it
For the next ill-fated game
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It comes from the depths
Of a place unknown
To the keeper of dreams
If it could then it would
Steal the sun and the moon from the sky
Beware
Human at sight, monster at heart
Don't let it inside
It could tear you right apart
No guilt, it feeds in plain sight
Spirit crusher
Stay strong and hold on tight
Spirit crusher
Speaking in killing words
The vicious kind that crush and kill
No mercy, its pleasure
To taste the blood that it bled
When it's time to feed to fulfill
The need to consume a breath
Some will rise standing tall
Breathing out all the breath
From the voice of a soul
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Drifting into the lives
Seep into the soul where emotions hide
Dark skies were beating me down
With shadows of deceit slashing at trust
'Til it forever bleeds with doubt
With pain, with trust, is pain
When you think of me
In your multi-dimensional mind
Try and wash the evil
From your mind and open it
When you taste the truth
You will see like others before me
To you I am past, a story to tell
Tell it
You may think you own the end
Take another close look at the script
Of sadness etched in the book
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I told you once but I will say it again
When you live the flesh
It is the beginning of the end
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it holds
Passion is a poison
Laced with pleasure bitter-sweet
One of many faces
That hide deep beneath
It will take you in
It will spit you out
Behold the flesh
And the power it holds
Touch, taste, breathe, consume
Deja-vu, already knew from the first encounter
But know I know to let go
Of words to speak no more
Like a wind upon your face, you can't see it
But you know it's there
When beauty shows its ugly face
Just be prepared
Passion burns like fire carried by the wind
The end of a time, a time to begin
It builds you up one way
And tears you right back down
A time to begin, the end of a time
Touch, taste, breathe, consume
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Throughout our time
A thought escapes us
To enforce a word
No holding on to pain
It may seem to some
The easy way to say okay
Twist your knife a little deeper
Words to sharp actions dark
Hide the blade of the deceiver
Enforce the words no more, be free
Alone you might just find serenity
To accept another day we choose
To give away another piece of life
To forgive is to suffer
Once or twice is kind
Three or four is blind
It is not the end, yet a way to begin
The power of words, both good and bad
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I would describe it as an invisible darkness
Casting a shadow, a blinding black
Guarded by hope, my soul is kept
From the bloody claws
Look beyond, what vision lets me see
Time after time, unneeded misery
Holding tight to my dreams
I own no price for you
I grip them tight and hope for sight
Open my eyes wide to see a moment of clarity
Confusion gone, it's in your hands
Your turn to ask why
Life is like a mystery
With many clues, but with few anwers
To tell us what it is that we can do to look
For messages that keep us from the truth
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Faster than a bullet
Terrifying scream
Enraged and full of anger
He's half man and half machine
Rides the metal monster
Breathing smoke and fire
Closing in with vengeance soaring high
He is the painkiller
This is the painkiller
Planets devastated
Mankind's on its knees
A saviour comes from out the skies
In answer to their pleas
Through boiling clouds of thunder
Blasting bolts of steel
Evil's going under deadly wheels
He is the Painkiller
This is the Painkiller
Faster than a laser bullet
Louder than an atom bomb
Chromium plated boiling metal
Brighter than a thousand suns
Flying high on rapture
Stronger free and brave
Nevermore encaptured
They've been brought back from the grave
With mankind ressurrected
Forever to survive
Returns from Armageddon to the skies
He is the Painkiller
This is the Painkiller
Wings of steel Painkiller
Deadly wheels Painkiller
Pain, pain - killer, killer
Pain, pain - killer, killer
Can't - stop - the Painkiller... pain!
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