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Blood on his hands
and death on his mind
His lover is pain
and his mistress is crime
They say he's not human
Something wrong with his brain
Dellusional, paranoid.
He's fucking INSANE.
Out of his head.
He wants you dead.
If he's bothered by you
expect soon to stink.
The maggots are grateful
and he doesn't think.
He'd rather taste you dead
than to see you alive.
His name is Hagan
Not Species or Clive.
Out of his head.
He wants you DEAD.
and death on his mind
His lover is pain
and his mistress is crime
They say he's not human
Something wrong with his brain
Dellusional, paranoid.
He's fucking INSANE.
Out of his head.
He wants you dead.
If he's bothered by you
expect soon to stink.
The maggots are grateful
and he doesn't think.
He'd rather taste you dead
than to see you alive.
His name is Hagan
Not Species or Clive.
Out of his head.
He wants you DEAD.
Lyrics submitted by IGotStraightEdge
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