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Dedicated to Dimebag Darrel He was a problem child Wanted to kill his mom She got away of stabbing And called 9-1-1 He lost his friends around Because of drug abuse The voices were so loud And why? He had no clue CH: “ I see it, I feel it Just me and no one else Can’t stop it, can’t stand it“ Last song of nightingale You fucker, you fucker I hope you burn in hell You fucker, I hate you God damn you, Nathan Gale He was thrown out from army He thought he was at war His demons were still starving He went to his new goal He asked his loving mother To buy Beretta gun With magazine full of ammo He went to Damageplan CH: “ I see it, I feel it Just me and no one else Can’t stop it, can’t stand it“ Last song of nightingale You fucker, you fucker I hope you burn in hell You fucker, I hate you God damn you, Nathan Gale That night he killed our legend When he got up the stage He didn’t go to prison Policeman shot his head CH:
