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They came on down for no reason.
Just for fun. *** for blood.
Battlezone in the streets at night.
[...]
Get on up. Get away.
Leather straps are cracking my head.
[Chorus:]
You will fall down, Behemoth.
***.
Ten thousand pounds of meat
coming at you
with a meat cleaver.
Ten thousand tons of meat
coming at you
with a chainsaw baby.
