Текст песни Fiend

Driven to madness,
From decent disposition
That this creature never came,
Is what I have been wishing

Chorus
(Fiend)
You're always around
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Her compassion went unheeded
And the axe went into her head

Her murdered body
They came to exhume
They all heard her screaming
You inside the tomb

Chorus