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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.
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.