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Enter The Exterminator

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Enter The Exterminator

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The waiting becomes torture... distractions become

bliss

Futility's a luxury when you sleep in blood sperm

vomit and piss

Huddling to the dead for support... jacking off for

warmth

Swaddled in less than ashes and rags

The payoff's always been over the ridge and the pot of

gold is full of shit

No hi-ho, hi-ho it's off to work we go

Another merry go-down go-down go-down go-down go-down

go-down GO-DOWN

I seen a prisoner without a clause, living on a diet

of dirt and water

Being SLAPPED and SLICED because she didn't happen to

agree with the WAR-DEN

(He had an itchy trigger finger...)

Jackboots battering a tattoo on the inside of my

skull

Militantly hankering for something never done

High school memories, once a folly, are now reality

due to sheer

LACK of PRESENT

Death without a trial... dyin ain't a trial...

Dying ain't a curse but living sure is worse

EACH EXPERIENCE BECOMES MY EPILOGUE

Countin my ribs for the thousandth time

Dyin on a diet of GRUEL and GRIME

They fall down, they don't rise again

Where the women are TRODDEN and FORGOTTEN are men

They're giving birth to ORPHANS

BLACK JEW GLUE

The air is old, the comments are cold, I'm covered in

lice and scabs and mold

My days are numbered, I'm in a daze

The door creaks open, the whole room prays...

ENTER THE EXTERMINATOR... ENTER THE EXTERMINATOR

I hear the sweet sound of syringes crushed underfoot

See who set the homefires burning, see who set the

husbands burning

Make the accusation stick

Morale is thin, the air is thick

Hard earned self-esteem goes up in a puff of smoke

I'm waitin to die... I'm waitin to die

To much of a coward to snuff myself... GUESS I'LL JUST

HAVE TO SUFFER MYSELF

SHOULDER TO SHOULDER TO DETONATOR... ENTER THE

EXTERMINATOR

SHOULDER TO SHOULDER TO DETONATOR... ENTER THE

EXTERMINATOR

TERMINATE... TERMINATE... TERMINATE... TERMINATE

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