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I bask in the glow of the rising war, lay waste to the ground of the enemy shore
wade through the blood spilled on the floor, if another one moves, I'll kill 'em some more
Bullet in the breech and the fire in me, like a cigarette thrown to gasoline
if death don't bring you fear then death ain't comin' from the deep.
Come to the nightmare, come to me, way down in the dark where the devil be
in the maw with the jaws and the razor teeth where the brimstone burns and the angel weeps
call to the gods when I cross your path, and my silhouette hangs in the aftermath: hope is a moment now long past, the shadow of death is the one I cast.
