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Horrors The Strange House

On a night of weddings he decides to change the setting, And as he feels himself start to sicken, Oh too late for Jimmy, Adjusts his goggles as the fog

Today I found a baby's glove Lying on the drainage board so still Yesterday a leather glove from the slim hand of a woman The next time I saw one it

Count Yeah I count in fives. I do it everytime. And If another number confronts me I will cut you in half. Irrespective of the subject I will make it

Butcher the paper with a ravenous pen, Carving out trees and scoring skin Animals too placed in plastic cages, carted around these filthy pages I will

Sheena is a champion of self-reliance As soon as she needs it She knows just where the knife is. Her fingers aren't so fast anymore, It's been 29 years

Watch them speak in thunderclaps No one more or much as Jack It's a knock 'em dead show: Pipes and joints, greased hinge and bone One more for the slaughterhouse

: Count Yeah I count in fives. I do it everytime. And If another number confronts me I will cut you in half. Irrespective of the subject I will make

: Walking down the streets late at night Night is crawling and something?s here I?ve seen him in my dreams Oh no, jack the ripper Every now and then

: Watch them speak in thunderclaps No one more or much as Jack It's a knock 'em dead show: Pipes and joints, greased hinge and bone One more for the