Artist: The Red Chord
Song: Send The Death Storm

So glad you made it.
This will be better than the last time.
Do you remember that weird kid next door?
Well, you're never going to believe this one. 

We caught the scent.
We're on the track.
We'll feed you to the hounds.
Petrified.
Run for your life.
As we bring the death storm!

OH! Good job!
Dig up those bones.
You made it?!

SEND THE DEATH STORM!

We lead the march to the skin beef, it's on!
There'll be a hanging.
Find him!
Get him!
Let's string him up.
So soft and pink inside.

No matter what has happened.
Please remember the good times. 
And no matter what you've said or done.
Learn to watch your fucking mouth.
Because unless you are caught on video and you're ankle deep in it.

We can make things go away for the right paycheck.
Follow the smell to the man behind the glass.

I don't care about your regret and I'm not asking why.
I'll steal the wind from yuor sails and I'll make sure you did.


SEND THE DEATH STORM!

There's going to be a witch hunt!

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