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In The Night TimeIn your eyesIs the truth Slip your head into the noose Okay? There you lay In your bed I'll put an axe through your head Ecstasy? As you smile I'll thrust the knife Into your paper bag A new one, every night Another book on sale today Killed ten whores With a food mixer Hooray? Books and films Promote the scheme That woman are only bred to be raped Hear the screams on the screen She lays spread eagled In the dark Bound and gagged Just a sound - a beating heart He's the king Mounting his throne But in truth a nobody All alone Theres money to be made From murder and sex slaves Read the papers Today? Hitler made a bomb From those now gone To the open graves Of yesterday |