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The Saint Demon

Bites from your pain

The smells the cowardice

And pities you

Now he takes you

To the end of the row

You get your number

There you are

On the death row

And a last word just to goin wore time

You open your mouth and bite

Blood covers your teeth like a veil

Pain is you want need for life

Quilty martyr motherfucker

You will die here on the death row