Now I wake up
and I just feel.
I need very, very hard to kill.
My hands are going
To catch your neck.
Your life has to change from white to black.
Be careful, sweetheart
I wish your pain.
Whatever you do
All the work is in vain.
I turn on my chainsaw
It sounds pretty well
How long might the poor chainsaw wait...
... for taking your soul to the hell?
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