| Enter my grave of sorrow, your final resting place
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| A world of pain and horror witness your own fall from grace
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| Your curiosity, the price you’ll pay
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| You will regret this day now get down on your knees and fucking pray
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| You’ve been searching for me
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| Don’t you like what you see?
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| I am the thing you could never deny, you’ll fucking reap what you’ve sown
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| Morbid visions of a world you cannot understand, and yet you still want a taste
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| Suffering screaming dying and bleeding, but you’re still begging for more
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| More, and when your flesh begins to fail, you will become like me
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| You are, a servant of your creator
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| A fucking tool of demise
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| A destructive castigator
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| Reconstruct, your flesh is my canvas
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| Creating new forms of life
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| Unrecognisable features
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| Birthed from the blade of my knife I have severed
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| You’re birthed from the blade of my knife
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| I have severed your life
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| To this creature that I’ll create, I’ll feed my loathing and my hate
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| I am the spreader of disease, I’ll bring this world down to its knees
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| Come on and roll the dice
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| Come on and name your price
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| Come on and take this test
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| This is my game of death
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| An aberration
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| Of the human form
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| Abomination
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| Merged into the swarm
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| A new found body
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| Give your flesh to me |