11.The Next Thing To Murder
Welcome to the happy end... your feelings they don't count boy!
oh no! you've got no friends! ... sunset over hell... the worst
is yet to come now... you can crawl, you can walk, you can
run...
E who is, who was, is now to come... the next thing to murder.
with voodoo tattooed in your head! your world is fake! all lost
and sad. the greatest story ever told, the love of money, the
want
Old! another day, another dollar. the price you pay is what they
tell you. welcome... come on... to the happy end. your feelings
they don't count boy. oh no! you've got no friends... sunset
over
. the worst is yet to come now. you can crawl, you can walk, you
can run. for he who is, who was, is now to come... so this is
where we turn to friends because this is where it all ends. the
bib
The book! jesus the friend! all the king's horses kill all the
king's men. the next thing to murder. the next thing to
murder... prepare ye... prepare ye...
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