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Hypocrisy
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Hang Him High
Lyricist:Peter Alf Taegtgren
Awaiting your sentence, locked up in your hell Your crime will now be tested by the jury representing death Bitterness inside you, all you feel is hate Not for the vicious crime but for the victims you kept alive
Incision, precision, remove the limps The pulse beats on but the body won't turn cold I stab, I drill, my intention's clear My hands, they squeeze but the bastard won't die
Hang him high, no remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high, blood on your hands won't wash away Hang him high, no remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high
Waiting on death row, staring at the walls The cell is closing up on me, memories I cannot defeat Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I stab, I drill, my intention's clear My hands, they squeeze but the bastard won't die
Hang him high, no remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high, blood on your hands won't wash away Hang him high, no remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high
A scarred and abused soul tries to cope with life Hiding in your twisted game He was dead before he started to feel alive Now justice will take its toll, take its toll
Hang him high, no remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high, blood on your hands won't wash away Hang him high, no remorse for the crimes you've done Hang him high, hang him high
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