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S.N.F.U.
As I sleep, bedded down, I'm awakened by the sounds Of people moaning in the halls I think there's bodies in the walls They scream at me, they yell at me They tug at me, are they out to get me? They want to make peace or to talk to me They need my help, these bodies in the wall Under my axe, the walls crumble down Sure enough, what have I found? The rotting remains of human bodies Some are screaming, some are crying They scream at me, they yell at me They tug at me, are they out to get me? They want to make peace or to talk to me They need my help, these bodies in the wall They cry because their lives were cut short They scream for help, their last resort But the only way I can help these souls Is to find the person responsible And when I do, it will be his last call I'll stuff his body in the wall But he won't be dead, he'll be alive A fair price to pay for such a violent crime
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