Twisted Nursery Rhyme
Time to end the pain
you hid so well
then down will come baby
straight back to hell.
Follow me down the hall,
listen to the sirens call,
then come away with me down to hell.
Discover secrets you'll never again tell;
don't forget to bleed away,
after that get down and pray.
Lift your head, don't miss
Death lower down his lips.
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