YXU'RE CAUGHT

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RUN TRYING TO FIND YOUR WAY OUT, YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE, DON'T LOOK FOR A NON-EXISTENT HALO, BOOMERANG COMES BACK TO YOU, RUN TO YOUR PATHETIC HOLE N' THEN LAY LOW, I'm gon' wipe the likes of you off the earth, You're fucking poison and your worth's a loss. You live at the expense of others... AND WHO IS THE LAST TO LAUGH HERE?... YOU'VE NOWHERE TO RUN YOU HAVE CAUGHT, FEAR!... BOOMERANG IS BACK NOW YOU'LL SUFFER... Karma is a bitch, yeah, you are right, THE DEMON IS UNLEASHED, HE WON'T LEAD TO YOUR LIES, But he will gladly watch your demise... AND THEN JUSTICE WITH KARMA WILL RISE... I cut with a knife the grass in which you snakes hide, There's no longer a hole in which you can disappear without a trace, right? You all sit in darkness and shade during daylight, Your way of life is parasitic, you've a gray life, Aww, yeah... You're caught, you nasty worm!... THE DAY OF RECKONING HAS COME... YOU'RE ALREADY A CORPSE! THERE IS NO TURNING BACK...

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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