Impaler

Exodus

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    Comes from the land where night is day
    The people live in fear
    Been this way for oh so long
    Another four thousand tears
    Everyday he hunts to kill
    You know he can't help himself
    Same routine time after time
    A way to seize the wealth

    Drinking blood don't mean a thing
    Life means even less
    Impale your wife, slay your son
    Another gory mess
    Born in hell, left to die
    Now out for all your blood
    Living his life day to day
    To stake you to the mud

    What you see, he don't care
    Now you bleed, start to stare
    Cut you down, rip you up
    Watching warm blood run

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    Crush your skull strike him well
    When you land, just impaled
    Freshly done, there's no hope
    Watching warm blood run

    What you see, he don't care
    Now you bleed, start to stare
    Freshly done, there's no hope
    Watching warm blood run

    Impaler!

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    Composition: Kirk Hammett, Gary Holt, Tom Hunting, and Paul Baloff

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