| Inimical thoughts that course through my mind
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| Thoughts best buried, unseen
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| Sooner or later these thoughts become actions
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| Let me explain what I mean
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| They call me The Peeler, that suits me fine
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| It describes my art to a tee
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| A collector of skin from the fat to the thin
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| It’s all the same to me
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| A butcher of humans, a killer of man
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| Rending your flesh as slow as I can
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| There’ll be no dying fast, you’ll suffer and scream
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| The Peeler’s at work, your hot blood will stream
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| I’ll start round the back, stick my blad in your crack
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| Scraping your spine as I slice
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| A pain so intens, that your mind can’t make sense
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| Fear not I’m extremely precise
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| A butcher of humans, a killer of man
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| Rending your flesh as slow as I can
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| There’ll be no dying fast, you’ll suffer and scream
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| The Peeler’s at work, your hot blood will stream
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| Let’s speak of precision. |
| I’ll make my incision
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| I’d put a good surgeon to shame
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| Rending live flesh is what I do best
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| I have to live up to my name
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| You looked such a fright, all red & white
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| Glistening bright red, bones exposed
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| Twitching you shook like a fish on a hook
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| Skinned from your head to your toes
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| I’m back in my lair with your skin and your hair
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| Your blood splattered hide is now mine
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| Wearing your flesh while it’s supple and fresh
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| A feeling I cannot define
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| But alas this won’t last, your flesh hardens fast
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| So it’s back to work I must go
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| Stalking more prey, I am so keen to slay
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| I can feel myself starting to grow
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| Within the hour I’ll unleash my power
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| Stripping and ripping for fun
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| The Peeler is here, a name man will fear
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| For many a year to come
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| The Peeler is here, a name man will fear
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| For many a year to come |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Peeler , by - Abramelin. Song from the album Never Enough Snuff, in the genre Альтернатива