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S O D Stormtroopers Of Death Bigger Than The Devil

It's just another Saturday Hanging out at DBA All I came for was whisky and a bunch of pints I have a drink or two or three And I feel like I'm on TV '

hand of doom I built a wall around myself From a world that's on the brink There's a problem with my armor 'Cause there's just too many chinks Cyanide

to live together well understand, communicate, we're practically the same different style models of the basic human frame. when done and said it's in

last A slit throat, life spills out I fill my chalice now... evil is in Sunday's here the time has come to put away the leather coat By ten o clock

moment of truth is finally here it's better that you make a stand, war is near hold your ground, never plead, They'd rather die on their feet than live

head savior self not me save yourself, save yourself stop the madness save yourself go blow your brains out with a gun try it out, it's loads of fun... it's

over? why don't someone speak for me, is my name fuckin rover? don't wanna go in the forbidden zone never knowing anything outside of your home finally realize that's there's

yourself you fucking dick your rhetork is pure bullshit no more neo-nazi, red neck burning crosses fuckin prick school bus you got by A_ it's the

resist I'm bigger than then the devil combined with schindler's list! yes I'm bigger than Christ and his cross yes I'm bigger than Buddha he's lost