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Down on his knees, he sees the devil weeping, whining his tongue
Mr. Cadillac doesn't even know he's been fighting his own
He's been trying shooting all the angel-devils inside
Playing around with the good and the evil in his mind
Alone in the desert and cold, so cold
Driving back to the ten house city, something is wrong
He found the killer weapon in his car on the floor
Delusional, the blood lost paint his mind in a cave
Feeding monsters in the back of his head
Killer, ripper, who are you?
Take a look into the mirror then you will know
Heaven fire up my blood
I'm waiting for something that's better
Welcome to a world of chaos
You been caught in the light
Saw the door to the ten house tale
Seven shots in the night, aw!
Standing in the dark and shaking my own hand for a while
Saw the angel-devil vanished out in the light
Breathing new air for a day to begin
Soulless bodies with an empty shell
Killer, ripper, who are you?
Take a look into the mirror then you will know
Heaven fire up my blood
I'm waiting for something that's better
The price was high to pay
But the memories are all crying like a child
A reason for all the blood that leaked
And a call up for the wild
Follow me to relentless street
Where all pain and love will die
Seven shots in the body fakes
Well, the loaded mind
Driving back to the ten house city, something is wrong
He found the killer weapon in his car on the floor
Delusional, the blood lost paint his mind in a cave
Feeding monsters in the back of his head
Killer, ripper, who are you?
Take a look into the mirror then you will know
Heaven fire up my blood
I'm waiting for something that's better
The price was high to pay
But the memories are all crying like a child
A reason for all the blood that leaked
And a call up for the wild
Follow me to relentless street
Where all pain and love will die
Seven shots in the body fakes
Well, the loaded mind
Welcome to a world of chaos
You been caught in the light
Saw the door to the ten house tale
Seven shots in the night, aw!
Writer(s): Michael Schon Poulsen
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