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Murder Train A-Comin



Dethklok - Murder Train A-Comin - Текст песни

Here comes the soul collecting train of murder a-comin" 
It longs to take your putrid blackened soul away from you 

Your face will leave your rotting head, in the early morning 
Your guts will leave your corpse, your spine will break and crack in two 

It cannot be stopped 
The train is fueled by chopped bodies 
Filled with sorrow 
There is no tomorrow 

Ticket is your life 
Ended by a knife 
Called the murder train 
Eternity of pain 

Oh yeah, you know what I"m talking about 

There is no escape but death 
Your life is just 
A murder train a-comin 

Now play those blues
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