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You think you know pain

Try listening to yourself complain

You walk down main street

Judging everyone you meet

When I look in a strangers eyes

I can see all their lies 

The world is filled with scars

Most people are behind bars

I killed a man just to watch him die

Who knew it would give me a high

The sensation is so real

My name I will never reveal 

I move silently through the night

And when I strike you'll get a fright 

My blade will meet your flesh 

And all the blood will be fresh 

You'll be gone forever 

Your head I will sever 

So be prepared to go for a ride 

With me and the darkness inside