The Suicide King

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Up in the bedroom the young woman cries

She sees her fate in front of her eyes

Woe and terror are all he brings

The one, the only, The Suicide King

He steals the life from young women's hearts

He tears the family body apart

He leaves a hole with his wicked sting

Kills all alone, The Suicide King

There's no way to stop him, he'll always get through

If he's after you then there's nothing to do

But wait to hear the angels sing

When you arive from The Suicide King

Hide where you can, hide in your homes

Never blindly should you roam

Or you will become his offering

Watch out, watch out for The Suicide King

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 16, 2012 ⏰

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