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Ripping wings of the seized angels |
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Impaling through the mouth with a pike |
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Ripping arms and legs of the men |
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Put them into the cracked belly |
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They are running away and crying |
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I am fascinated by their behavior |
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Wake up, brutality |
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As it desires |
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This feeling of pleasure is all |
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Give me more blood |
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They recognize that they can not escape from death |
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Everybody is losing hope |
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Despaired sight is beautiful |
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The ultimate art |
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Give you death with heavier agony |
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Never give your death by moment |
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Until your life terminates |
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Show your insanity |
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Hunting is continuing |
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Endless hell |
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Screaming of death is always echoed |
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And invites you to the nightmare |
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People are frantic with the coming fear |
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And losing themselves |
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They are hungry |
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Wander around and eat bowels of rotten bodies |
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The weaker men who relied on the god and escaped from the reality |
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The more profane the god when they die |
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You are idiots who can not continue to believe yourself until the end |
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Your are not necessary in the world |
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Dead bodies are filled on the ground |
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Diseases are prevailed |
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Another fear is infected |
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Corrupt smells |
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Smells of the evil world |
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Fermented smells revitalize us |
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The one whom you worshiped is still just looking |
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Throw away your hope |
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Just wait for death |
