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My Soul To Take


Now lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
 
’88’s my time of play
Down inside Old Smoke
 
I’m famous
Don’t you love me?
I’m your killer in the dark
 
I mutilate,
But your not the one to know
 
I’m Jake the Ripper, 
I hope you’re not close!
 
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