Murder King - Alert

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A game Feel sorrow for my ominous sign Feel sorrow for my malicious lie I can't see the Sun I got stuck in the middle of a run Ripped out all the truths you bought Wrapped up in symmetry Messed up your masochist thoughts Fucked up your mystery Despise me where I've gone Disciple of my evil one What kind of hell do you dream about Sense of regret makes you loud With all the Gods you drove out Read off my pessimist's guide Get rid of all past history It's time to choose your side Fake a delicate victory Despise me where I've gone Disciple of my evil one What kind of hell do you dream about Sense of regret makes you loud With all the Gods you drove out (Arise) What kind of hell do you dream about Sense of regret makes you loud With all the Gods you drove out
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