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Slay All The Way
Killer clown, killer clown,
Stalking through the snow,
Ribbons tight, silent night,
Nowhere left to go.
Killer clown, killer clown,
On his blood-red sleigh,
You can’t escape his twisted shape,
You’re all his to slay.
Blood-red bows, icy toes,
Underneath the tree,
With twisted glee, you’ll never be free,
His gift to you is he.
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