doom
Sinners
Killers
Monsters
And bullies
They were once people
They walked sinless
Almost skinless
Some are made
Some paid
Others born
You could've sworn
Death was nie
Maybe it's just you
Maybe just me
Or maybe the monster is right by you too
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