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As we place this wretched waste of a man into his final rotting place. We pray for his soul to be stripped and tormented Of all that is proper, to burn his sins, In the witness of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost, his soul will fall below the valley of death. Left to rot forever, to never be free, never return.
Writer(s): Phil Fasciana, Brett Hoffman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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