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Carnal perversity, faith of a morbid |
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Molested body decorated in wounds |
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Rotten cadaver, sadistic butcher |
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A macabre operation in flesh |
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Consumed in blind rage, gorge on the flesh |
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In pools of entrails, a smile on the face |
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All skin ripped off, butchered alive |
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A mouthful of flesh, a cannibal's feast |
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Ravage torso, rancid intestines |
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A flesh barbed of all skin |
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Septic guts, swollen remains |
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They reek of rot while I eat |
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Human collection, maimed of all life |
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Slicing the flesh from the bones |
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Mangled skin, pure satisfaction |
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The butcher art divine |
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Drenched in pus, covered in blood |
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Stabbing insanely again |
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Victory's mine, meat on the plate |
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Carving through entrails again |
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Possessed, by the taste of human flesh |
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Hungry again, a repulsive urge to slay |
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Meat obsessed, carving another slaughtered body |
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Master at my bloody art |
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Consumed in blind rage, gorge on the flesh |
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In pools of entrails, a smile on the face |
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All skin ripped off, butchered alive |
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A mouthful of flesh, a cannibal's feast |
