| Bloodsuckers and cannibals prepare themselves for the feast
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| The attackers are not able to wait for the sign of the beast
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| Skullbusters and head damagers will finally get you, at last
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| You’ll be served at the table, some bloody flesh, no holy treat
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| Kill for pleasure, devastation is called
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| Abolition of laws, the government will fall
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| The metal movement is here to stay
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| We’re gonna prove you, there’s no end to the bloody massacre
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| Trying to stop us is impossible for you, poor piece of shit
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| Your brain will be boiling before you try to make a hit
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| You better try to escape the claws of death before their exhibit
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| No way to lose or fall is our trademark, you’ll remember our visit
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| It’s the revelation of a heart behind the iron masquerade
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| Wimps and fools got the capital by we ain’t got to parade
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| Courage and feelings of the morbid world run in our veins
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| No frustration motives our force, just the damage in our brains |