Things we cannot quite conceive, powers of geography.
Darkness so blinding, haunting, manipulating.
Assorted delights will abound, in a land hidden from sound.
Authority that's temporary, princes of hell in their playground.
Killers, you are killers. Killers, you are killers. Killers...
Madmen who hold us hostage, nightmares are manifesting bondage.
Taunt me, harrassing, ripping through.
The separation of what's true, lie in waiting, overtake.
All is forsaken, there is another way.
Killers, you are killers. Killers, you are killers. Steal, Kill, Destroy.
Killers, you are killers. Killers, you are killers. Steal, Kill, Destroy.
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