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I beat the dead, they don't fight back
They have no need, they have no lack
They bear the marks of my attack
I beat the dead, they don't react
Call me fiend or call me foul
Throw me to the dogs that bite and howl
Before you point a finger or cry an empty tear
Better buy yourself an alibi, get yourself a mirror
I rob the poor, they don't mind
I take whatever I happen to find
It's never much at any one time
I rob the poor, it's not a crime
Call me fiend or call me foul
Throw me to the dogs that bite and howl
Before you point a finger or cry an empty tear
Better get yourself an alibi, buy yourself a mirror
I beat the dead (x2)
I kill the children before they're born
As their little feet begin to form
Don't buy them shoes, they won't get worn
I kill the children, I am not scorned
Call me fiend or call me foul
Throw me to the dogs that bite and howl
Before you point a finger or cry an empty tear
Buy yourself an alibi, get yourself a mirror
I beat the dead (x2)
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