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VooDoo

Swirling smoke fills the room
As your life gets close to doom
Clocks that tick are never stopping
I bet you feel your eyelids dropping
Pulse of blood through your veins
The demon inside surely reigns
Poison injected inside of you
Didn’t you know this is voodoo?



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