Come On Kill Me
Come on kill me!
You have the dragger
And I have the soul
We both have our means
We both have our goals
You, the symbol of evil
Gather your courage
Strike with the might
When you see my soul
Ah, now you wonder
When I say my soul
You like to play with the body
You enjoy deceiving
You, rebel, the outcast
You hit below the belt
Yet you say I am the courageous.
Your silly invitations are your weapons
Your preach treasury
You show the ways to usury
Gather your weapons
Give a last try
Why keep waiting for the opportunity
You must come and strike now
Before my soul departs saying goodbye
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