Vārdi: I, Sleepwalker. Yeah Baby, We're Destroyers.

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Please don't ask me to relieve you of this life
You're no good, no good, no good at dying
I took the gun and aimed straight for your heart
The undead have to pay, please learn from my mistakes

Burn those children... till they're no more

We've got no, reason to live
We've got no, no reason to live
We've got no, we've got no hope
We've got no, no reason to live

Please don't ask me to relieve you of this live
Someone please call the hearse
They've locked the doors and they've burned the church

Women never give good advise
Women never
Someone please, someone please
Someone please

Drain the poison from the lips of the undead

And I watched you beg