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Here comes the Killer Kross No heaven to save your loss The mask goes on, the lights go dim You sold your soul—he’s cashing it in

They found the boss the next morning. He had tripped on his own shoelace. The coroner called it a freak accident. The underworld called it a Tuesday. (Verse) Tick-tock, the hourglass cracks A leather coat and a thousand attacks You hear the choir, you see the smoke But by the time you scream, you’re already broke killer kross

Title: The Horror Reawakens: Why "Killer Kross" is the Most Dangerous Man in the Room Here comes the Killer Kross No heaven to