Solo - Dave
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Time to take your last walk in this world
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Before your journey begins underground
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But not before we torment you from your
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Cell straight to hell with a short detour in-between
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Begging for mercy, all alone
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Unable to handle the pressure
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Before his mortification, now let the torture begin
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Death by the head crusher, Head Crusher!
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The horrific torture device
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For those who fail interrogation
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The most painful technique ever known
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People thirst for the worst, the skull¡¯s disintegration
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Beaten, broken, in bloody rags
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Adding insult to injury, he recants
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But it¡¯s much too late, now let the torture begin
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Death by the head crusher, Head Crusher!
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On your knees, prisoner, take your position
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Place your chin forward into the restraints
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Your head slowly caves in from the compression
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You faint in a blackout from the infernal pain
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Twisting, turning the giant screw
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Your teeth are breaking loose
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Crushed and splintering into your mouth
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Winding down, cutting through
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Like broken glass being chewed
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The fragmented skull and shattering bones
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There's nothing you can do
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Solo - Chris
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Head Crusher
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