With Terminal Intensity
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With Terminal Intensity
A child was born into this world / With great emotion he was loved / The evil seed slept in his body / Spreading its roots before the glory / The hell was risen when he was twelve / The squeeze of the trigger was a move he did well / So he killed his parents k
With Terminal Intensity
A child was born into this world / With great emotion he was loved / The evil seed slept in his body / Spreading its roots before the glory / The hell was risen when he was twelve / The squeeze of the trigger was a move he did well / So he killed his parents k
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