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It's time to die,

Come one, come all.

Mr. Family,

Is what I'm called.



I just need to,

Get you alone,

To bruise your flesh,

And break your bone.



It's time to cry,

Come one, come all.

I'll strike and hit,

Until you fall.



I'm way too strong,

You can't rsist.

Weak little girl,

I must insist.



It's time to die,

Come one, come all.

I'm your best friend,

From your town mall.



You can't escape,

Too late, I've won.

I guess you've reached,

The end here, hun.



The party's here,

Come one, come all.

I'm macho man,

So big and tall.



I tore your shirt,

Shattered your face,

But, at least now,

You know your place.



It's time to die,

Come one, come all.

Mr. Family,

Is what I'm called.

      -Lo Ruhamah