| Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead
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| Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red
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| Taken to a dark room, fear of impending doom
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| The doctor straps you down, with an evil grin
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| Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein
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| He tortures his patients through evil means
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| You can’t try to fight them, first they change your brain
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| Beyond the realm of evil, their means are insane
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| Mutilated beyond belief, but still kept alive
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| Pathologist of death gouging out your eyes
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| Guts and blood, bones are broken
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| As they eat your pancreas
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| Human liver, for their dinner
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| Or maybe soup with eyes
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| Cause of death, still unknown
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| Gnawing meat, from your bones
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| Bone saw binding in your skull
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| Brains are oozing a human stump
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| Needles injected, through your eyes
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| Pulling off flesh, skinned alive (X2)
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| Killing for free in blood they will trust, and they must never forsake
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| Feeding on blood that brought them abound, and they must kill tonight
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| Genocide, suicide, screaming cries, in hell you will die
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| Lying dormant not dead
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| Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red
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| Taken to a dark room, fear of impending doom
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| The doctor straps you down, with an evil grin
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| Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein
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| He tortures his patients through evil means |