| I feel a power deep in my chest
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| It churns and smolders within my breast
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| Heat-seeking malice, your heroes die
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| Loathing is my friend, hear my war cry
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| I am hatred
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| Recieve the sentence, a fleshly tomb
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| Buried above ground, now meet your doom
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| So cold and heartless, my vacant stare
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| Cruel and twisted, without a care
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| Like a volcano boiling inside
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| Ready to explode, hear my war cry
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| I am hatred
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| Now all will suffer, hands washed in blood
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| They hear death calling, I draw my sword
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| Unforgiving, a perverse devotee
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| A thousand horrors I bestow unto thee
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| Trembling in terror, attempting to flee
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| So gratifying in your bleak misery
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| Pupils dilate, feel pity no more
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| Let my wrath be known, no longer ignored
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| Visions of carnage, corruption and gore
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| Unleash my contempt on the ones I abhor
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| Premeditated, your flesh I shred
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| Violent Vexation, I`m seeing red
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| These lifeless bodies pumped full of lead
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| Amidst the bloodshed now all are dead
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| I am hatred
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| Beg for forgiveness, human disease
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| None shall be granted, my mind at ease |