I feel sick, when the evil grows
Teaching me how killing goes
Every night the demons speak
Telling how to kill the weak
Let's go
Killer instinct
Killer instinct
Killer instinct
Killer instinct
I strip your flesh in the darkest place
In the dark the demons play
I scrap my nails into my face
I pray to god to leave this place
Let's go
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