| "Satan's Children" | |
| On a demonic crusade I see them on the train They won't be satisfied Till there inside my mind Must of tipped them off Thinking perverted thoughts I try so hard to behave Keep up the charade Could be a passerby When the timings right There gonna make a move I think it's coming soon Paranoid and weak, After months on the run Can't get myself to admit My last song is sung Everywhere I roam I'm being followed close By kahki wearing clones The darkness controls You could be one too! Already said to much They got me on the run Not knowing who to trust I don't know who to trust! Satan! Satan's Children Sent on a mission To watch and listen To everything you do and say |
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