"farmer dinufink" genre: Metalcore
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	CD: North of Town   Label: Ewave Credits: stepgod, whorror
	Lyrics Blood of the damned has soiled my land from the double barrel twelve guage in my hand These crops have grown from over a hundred souls all have decomposed leaving nothing but the bone.......turn it to mulch........and watch it grow When you cross the line into my barbed wired mind You know the is on in the fields of rye, now You're destined to fall like the roaches on the wall Smarter then you think I'm far more then you think Farmer Dinufink My scarecrow martyr, you see, he watches after me, and so I got a gun to defend my beliefs I've gotta land to protect against the devil's men, and I'm gonna take em' (season the land) in sundried sin......you know I always win.......and live to rise again repeat chorus My sprit's been damned to watch over this land, a soul set on fire with a pitch fork hand These crops will grow from another thousand souls, all shall decompose leaving nothing but the bone.......turn it to mulch......and watch it grow repeat chorus

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