Deceiver
You filth from Hell
I will clasp my hands over my ears
To block out your putrid lies
My victory stands with The Rock
I will stand and fight your alluring fibs
Screaming until my throat bursts
Drowning out your useless noise
Satan I cast you down in the name of God
I want you out of my life
Deceiver my victory stands with The Rock
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