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First woe rode into town, then fear had settled down. (Yucky) … the smell of blood, a party on gallows heights.
What the hell went wrong? So what went wrong? He once had a heart, he once knew love. You gotta tell me: What the hell went wrong? (There is no rest for the damned.)
Hell had spit him out. Remorse – an act not known … Eternal – his fate it was … And blood he drank like shine …
His knife is made out of bones, his hat of human skin. He waits, he never sleeps. He kills, he never fails.
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