My gun is pumping - you're down on your knees A closer step to death I think I'm coming, are you ready to recieve I spray you full with my killer disease
I'm coming inside, I'll break you down Your end of your life I stole your soul, I'm in control I just made you mine
It's the end of the line You're broken to pieces Crushed by the facts It's the end of the line It's not what it supposed to be How could this be
Face the enemy and meet reality How could you be so blind Now you're testing death it controls your mind Suffering years ahead
I came inside I broke you down I ended your life I stole your soul I was in control and I made you mine
Mary: Are you crying? Dante: It's only the rain. Mary: The rain already stopped. Dante: Devils never cry. Mary: I see. Mary: Maybe somewhere out there even a devil may cry when he loses a loved one. Don't you think? Dante: Maybe...
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