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W A S P The Horror

him in my head It's my nightmare, oh it's my dream He's inside here silencing my screams Alone on a razor's edge Alone sliding on the razor's edge I'm the horror

death Where there?s hell, there is me. If there's a hell then I'll be ... there Kneel before the horror Kneel before the horror Kneel before the horror Kneel before the horror

see him in my head It's my nightmare, oh it's my dream He's inside here silencing my screams Alone on a razor's edge Alone sliding on the razor's edge I'm the horror

the tears and face your fears each day But the horrors of fact won't go away For [Incomprehensible] M I A's or P O W's to this day We remember and pray

up there to do I'll bring you back a souvenir The heads of the Crime Syndicate as our prisoners of war Then we sort of, uh, exchange P.O.W.'s, right?