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Falling into obscure demise |
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Ripping death confronts their lives |
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Born as a freak in decrepit birth |
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Ignorance prevails, buried in earth |
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I seem contorted, a victim of death |
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Corrupt reality, a poisoned breath |
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From beyond the grave, a sight of gore |
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Rise from the crypts, life no more |
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Rancid corpse, afterlife bliss |
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Greeting the night with a vulgar hiss |
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Pulsating innards for me to bless |
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Drowning in bile, enjoying the mess |
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Aiming at your face |
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Using piss for mace |
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You like the taste |
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Painting the wall with the blood of a slut |
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Agonizing scrotum beginning to rot |
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Eyes full of blood dripping like a flood |
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Rotting as I walk, |
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the silhouette of a zombie dark |
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Don't turn around 'cause it's you I stalk |
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I see death evocation |
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I see undead despair |
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I see decapitation |
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In the wake of pain, breeding death |
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Embraced by doom |
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The dead mans gloom |
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Life is no more |
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My soul existence in gore |
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Guardian of my grave |
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Come near, be brave |
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Your spine I will rip |
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In rapture licking my lips |
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Undertaker, fake servant of God |
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Followers paying tribute to God Dog |
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****ing fools, doesn't matter that you pray |
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You will die 'cause it's you that I will slay |
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Time to meet thy maker |
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Fingers tighten round your neck |
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But my eyes are open wide |
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Evil and wicked ways |
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You believe that I'm just |
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another ****ing wreck |
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You lay mutilated corpse |
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I disappear through the haze |
