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I just have some lyrics.... Life is ok...
"The Locomotive Reaper"
Checking Your Rearview,
A Cataclysmic Explosion Of Cause and Effect,
The Streets Rip Open,
As The Violence Infects,
Face Back Forward,
The Sun Still Shining,
Even Tied Up And Blindfolded,
I Still Remember That Body Realigning,
This Hollowed Burglary,
Shamed And Half-Explained,
Self Appointed Necromancy,
Everyone's Staring,
What Are You Waiting For,
They Were Wrongfully Murdered,
Releasing Gaseous Spores,
Grab Your Shovels,
We Must Dig For Our Salvation,
Hang Them From Our Door Steps,
Protect Us From This Blood Coagulation,
A Pasty Disposition,
One Of Constant Manifestation,
We Are Kept In Remembrance,
That Night Of His Catatonic Murder Spree,
That Engine Of Bloodshed,
Still Hanging From That Flagpole,
Still Dripping With The Thick Of It All,
Caught In The Mouth Of His Victims,
Man's Will To Survive,
Cut Down In an Instant,
By His Apparitional Marvel,
Everyone's Staring,
What Are You Waiting For,
They're All Wrongfully Murdered,
Releasing Gaseous Spores,
Grab Your Shovels,
We Must Dig For Our Salvation,
Hang Them From Our Door Steps,
Protect Us From This Blood Coagulation,
He Cries Out A Reprehension,
And Conjures His Killing Manifesto,
The Town's People Shriek With Trepidation,
As The Body Floats Above Them All,
This Mummification,
Provides A Make Shift Expedition,
A Pornographic Death Game,
A Make Shift Knife Party Hide And Seek,
No One Can Stop This Locomotive Reaper,
He Will Leave His Mark Upon Man,
Swinging His Mace With Blasphemous Technique,
Everyone's Staring,
What Are You Waiting For,
They're All Wrongfully Murdered,
Releasing Gaseous Spores,
Grab Your Shovels,
We Must Dig For Our Salvation,
Hang Them From Our Door Steps,
Protect Us From This Blood Coagulation,
Held Captive In The Passenger Seat,
I Sit Blindfolded And Sweating,
Holding What Dug Up His Body,
The Townsfolk In Pursuit,
I Forcefully Resurrected A Monster,
Tied Up By The Captain Of This Machine,
The Locomotive Reaper Shall Strike Again,
Back To His One-Sided Combat Routine.
"The Locomotive Reaper"
Checking Your Rearview,
A Cataclysmic Explosion Of Cause and Effect,
The Streets Rip Open,
As The Violence Infects,
Face Back Forward,
The Sun Still Shining,
Even Tied Up And Blindfolded,
I Still Remember That Body Realigning,
This Hollowed Burglary,
Shamed And Half-Explained,
Self Appointed Necromancy,
Everyone's Staring,
What Are You Waiting For,
They Were Wrongfully Murdered,
Releasing Gaseous Spores,
Grab Your Shovels,
We Must Dig For Our Salvation,
Hang Them From Our Door Steps,
Protect Us From This Blood Coagulation,
A Pasty Disposition,
One Of Constant Manifestation,
We Are Kept In Remembrance,
That Night Of His Catatonic Murder Spree,
That Engine Of Bloodshed,
Still Hanging From That Flagpole,
Still Dripping With The Thick Of It All,
Caught In The Mouth Of His Victims,
Man's Will To Survive,
Cut Down In an Instant,
By His Apparitional Marvel,
Everyone's Staring,
What Are You Waiting For,
They're All Wrongfully Murdered,
Releasing Gaseous Spores,
Grab Your Shovels,
We Must Dig For Our Salvation,
Hang Them From Our Door Steps,
Protect Us From This Blood Coagulation,
He Cries Out A Reprehension,
And Conjures His Killing Manifesto,
The Town's People Shriek With Trepidation,
As The Body Floats Above Them All,
This Mummification,
Provides A Make Shift Expedition,
A Pornographic Death Game,
A Make Shift Knife Party Hide And Seek,
No One Can Stop This Locomotive Reaper,
He Will Leave His Mark Upon Man,
Swinging His Mace With Blasphemous Technique,
Everyone's Staring,
What Are You Waiting For,
They're All Wrongfully Murdered,
Releasing Gaseous Spores,
Grab Your Shovels,
We Must Dig For Our Salvation,
Hang Them From Our Door Steps,
Protect Us From This Blood Coagulation,
Held Captive In The Passenger Seat,
I Sit Blindfolded And Sweating,
Holding What Dug Up His Body,
The Townsfolk In Pursuit,
I Forcefully Resurrected A Monster,
Tied Up By The Captain Of This Machine,
The Locomotive Reaper Shall Strike Again,
Back To His One-Sided Combat Routine.