Turn the lights down low
And bar the doors up
Future is coming
Future rising up
Whoa
Chopped up, hacked up, demon piece of meat
When doors flies open
High wind approaches you
Feel the evil
Feel the heat as I blast you open
Death comes ripping
And I know it, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
And death comes ripping out
Flesh inherit
Too weak for you
Crouching over
A little too late to beg and pray
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping
And I know that death comes ripping out
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Whoa
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