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The Killing Fields

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[Violent J]Laying in my bed, I think of many horror talesYet I barely move, my bed is made of nailsI try to roll, my skin slowly tears awayMy flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my dayWalking out the house, this morning, the sky is redThe streets are crowded with the bodies of the living deadThey`re trying to die, they`re leaping off of roof topsUh, they only scream in pain as their body flopsI`d rather stay inside my home and only pray to dieBut my house is been on fire since like `85I can only stand a night of the fatal smokeBut see you never die, you only burn and chokeSo I leave out the house and walk the landWild pigs run and feed off the dying manAnd look around you, there`s bodies hanging from the treesBut they`re not dying, they`re only crying "please"I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in hideThe deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get insideThe lunatics see the lightning, they`re screaming, yesIt`s raining blood, the streets are a bloody messAbout once or twice a week though it thunder stormsThat`s when giant heavy red and black clouds formIt`s raining blood, livers, and kidneys from the skyPrepare cuz when you die, you`re coming to the killing fields"What shall that be? What shall that be? When that fine momentcomes. When the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut, thedoors close, and you`ve written what you`ve written, you saidit, that`s it. What will you look to be? What about it, mister,when you`ve had your last beer. You laughed at family and laughed at your little wife. She begged you not to go out tothat bar."[Violent J]As I feed off a dead pig, I`m thinking backTo when I had a heart beat, and how I would actI would steal from the poor, I`d laugh at the sickBut in the killing fields, you get your fucking neck rippedSo as I walk along, I meet a lot of strange folksSome people with no eyes, and gashed open throatsAnd if they notice your eyeballs are working wellThey try to dig em out your skull, and go for selfNow in the summertime, it`s like a whole `nother realmWater victims, fire, and oceans overwhelmTo walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brainsTry to run across the street your hair will burst in flamesVictims in a panic run from the heated lightUnderneath the city, into the sewer pipesInto the fire storm this becomes your new landBut there`s no food, so you feed off the other menAnd now it`s been seven months, I`m barely fedI chase a Billy Billy goat with a human`s headHe`s steady screaming "Let me be! Let me be!"But while I chase him there`s another demon chasing meAll of time moves backwards, I`m growing oldAnd the clouds are burning fire, and so I`m toldThat there`s a lot of living souls such as the richThat choose to live like a bitch, I`ll see you in the Killing Fields"You`ve had your big time of lust and sin and filth. What isthe end going to be when you realize that time is up? You`vecrossed the finish line going in the wrong direction. What shall it be? What about it, ya man? When you spent your lifein a few years time? You`re burned out shell at 25 years ofage. What shall it be? What about it?You could go to hell (what shall it be?)Come, come on down, down (you`re going to the killing fields)

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