You awake to the putrid stench of decomposing flesh. Welcome to oblivion. Do not pray, for salvation wont come. Your savior does not dwell in this place
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Government has influenced and orchestrated abduction of civilians. For use as subject in secretive experiments forcibly exposing them to deadly pathogens
Every contagiousstrand must be wiped away. Located and declared completely absent. A national vaccaination is underway, to eliminate the presence of
: jaws -- dripping with disease fingers for use of weaponry mind spins in fervor of murder's design unleashing our buried primal desires return to instincts
: A man held hostage by this contagion Alone, abandoned, in search of legion Under pressure, under black skies We must find the cure, before we die
Well it's one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine Count down the times I tried make you mine Cryin' out - Count down the times I tried to
This is a stroy about a man comin' in Findin' his woman in bed with, well, listen It's 2 a.m, I'm just gettin' in, 'bout to check my message No one has
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Injection fellas
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Boy! Oh, killing softly and I'm still falling Still the one I need, I just wanna be with you Oh, you got me open, don't ever let me go Say you0ll roll
(2times) born sicc, made sicc,doomsday siccmadeshits,cantagious, we sicc infected we cant be neglected results came out positive the last time
King of kings It is what it is I'm the king Yo soy Don Conteo One, two, three, four, marchando mi combo forma un alboroto One, two, three, four, salte
I came back to face what's growing in my head Please get away from me Take advantage of what I feel, yes you do One day you'll beg for me So I'm saying
Count Yeah, I count in fives I do it every time And if another number confronts me I will cut you in half Irrespective of the subject I will make it
(Ron Isley - verse 1) It's 2 a.m. just getting in about to check my message no one has called but my homies and some bill collectors cellular rings
I break hearts like the west was won They call me the rattlesnake Baby I look like an outlaw Like an outlaw baby Play poker all day at the saloon You
Ten whenever you really love me Nine for all the time you're thinking of me Eight life is great you are all I'm living for This is my countdown to love