| The wounds are bleeding from desperate cuts
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| It’s been flooding for days
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| The heart is fighting to save the last breath
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| Human oil on highways
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| Metal, metal
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| The blade is thirsting for the juice of mankind
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| It’s been drinking for days
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| The chainsaws roar deep inside of god
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| The blood fills the ashtrays
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| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom
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| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom
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| Metal, metal
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| The lambs are sleeping on a field of black flames
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| A club held for the whores
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| The taste of flesh is the pleasures of doom
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| Benzine burns on our shores
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| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom
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| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom
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| And when the west turn to east we’ll feast
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| Then we’ll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast
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| Teach the slaves to bring me power
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| I’m gonna teach about dark
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| I’m gonna teach about night
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| The destroyed city will burn from the loins of this fight
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| Teach the slaves to bring me power
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| I’m gonna teach about dark
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| I’m gonna teach about night
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| A perfect slave will kiss the white lips of the night
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| I’m gonna kiss the night
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| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom
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| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom
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| Metal
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| I want to spit it out damn damn damn crush doom
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| Metal
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| The shots are ringing out damn damn damn crush boom
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| And when the west turn to east we’ll feast
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| Then we’ll find beauty in the pleasures of the beast |