| As the blood begins to gush out the side of your neck
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| I thrust my cold steel into your face, your closer to death
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| A twelwe inch blade will help decide your ultimate fate
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| This summons to die has been given to you for accepting my hate
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| Stabbed in the throat
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| For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill
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| You must die for me to survive
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| Stabbed in the throat
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| I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife
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| Your body is now life deprived
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| Vocal cords twitching, esophagus severed, a hemorrhaging brain
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| Your lacerated jugular vein is spurting away
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| As mortality fades I am ready to flay your whole body and head
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| Vigorously carving this fresh human flesh, I am one with the dead
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| Stabbed in the throat
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| For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill
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| You must die for me to survive
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| Stabbed in the throat
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| I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife
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| Your body is now life deprived
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| I’m chewing bloody skin from the cadaver
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| Consuming lifeless meat, mangled and tattered
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| Half-eaten corpse lies skinless in the gutter
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| I am revitalized
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| Odium, embedded in my skull
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| To kill and eat your prey a way of nature
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| The taste of death must consciously be savored
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| My cannibal existence never dangered
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| Just look into my eyes
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| Subjugate, intensity to blame
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| Gnawing on the head, sliced to fucking shreds
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| Knife to the gullet results in cessation
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| (Solo — O’Brien)
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| Stabbed in the throat
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| For no reason but to kill, for no reason but the thrill
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| You must die for me to survive
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| Stabbed in the throat
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| I believe in sacrifice, sliced open with my knife
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| Your body is now life deprived |