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On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead They tried to lay me down to rest But fire fuels my tortured soul No beating heart inside my chest I live to play the devil's role Damned to existence When the wind blows through the trees you should listen I walk with bloody red visions Fiendishly craving the screams of my victims Salem's own phantom There is no other reason or ransom Sickles and shadows Struck with one thousand cuts when I slash them Collect the body parts when I hack them All in one grave where I stash them As they rot where they lay still, they are growing my stagnant Now how will you kill the bad man that has already died That comes out every three sixty five in the dead of night Devil's night Full of fright Meet your maker End your life On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead They tried to cut me Tried to shoot me Tried to drown me Prosecute me Electrocute me Tried to burn me I'm still yearning To hear you screaming See you bleeding Your soul leaving from your corpse after the cleaving You cannot kill what is already dead Ghost that will haunt you inside of your head Paralyzation from all of the dread Nightmares await you inside of the shed Boogieman stalks you from under the bed Your name is already written on lead Splatter your brains and paint the walls red Drink up the blood and then break up the bread That's the body Can you smell the sulfur under the surface Thunder rumbles the earth as I unleash all of my curses Then I vanish into mist Back to Hades with my gifts Another thousand spirits for Hell's army to enlist On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death But I'm already dead, already dead, already dead On 10 31 they pray for my death On 10 31 they pray for my death