Death Comes Ripping

M.A.D: Goya

Turn the lights down low And bolt
the door up Future is coming Future
rising up Whoa Shotgun blast, a demon
piece of lead With both eyes open I
wait up for the kill Feel the evil Feel the heat as I blast
 you open Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes 
ripping You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your 
back out And death comes ripping out Flesh and blood Too 
weak for you Turning it over A little too late to penetrate
 Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping 
You feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out 
Death comes ripping And it's going, death comes ripping You
 feel the heat as death comes ripping Rip your back out 
Death comes ripping And I know that death comes ripping out
 Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
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