| Dormant I gaze upon death, I hail your flesh
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| Ages since I wanted to live, Ill spawn pain
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| Ill spawn pain
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| Ill make you a servant in a world of slaves
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| I define his world of shit
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| Ill make you a servant in a world of slaves
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| I define his world of shit
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| Unworthy to once again feel life
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| Unworthy to walk the edge of the knife
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| Unworthy to experience plain death
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| Unworthy to walk this globe of shit
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| So eager to hail being which are better off dead
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| In this world of slime we rage
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| No expulsive motive
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| Just to kill and drain your pieces of flesh again
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| Unworthy to once again feel life
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| Unworthy to walk the edge of the knife
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| Unworthy to experience plain death
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| Unworthy to walk this globe of shit
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| So eager to hail being which are better off dead
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| In this world of slime we rage
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| No expulsive motive
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| Just to kill and drain your pieces of flesh again
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| You’re nothing but an ugly piece of filthy meat
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| A whore and I’m more then eager to see you down on your knees
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| Licking your wounds
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| You, a worthless piece of flesh
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| Ill spawn pain, Ill reserve death
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| You, a worthless piece of flesh
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| Hail the mortal agony
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| I define this world of shit |