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The last thing you'll see is the hate in my eyes
The last thing you'll hear is the screams from your girlfriend as she dies
The last thing you'll feel is the blade to your throat cold as ice
The last thing you'll taste is the taste of blood
The last thing you'll smell is the smell of dirt
As I bury you alive, you're the one that got hurt
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