| Blasphemous Son born of Hell fire
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| Nocturnal destroyer feasting on your life
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| Under the banner of violence and cruelty
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| Sadistic torture the pain awaits your soul
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| In a cloud of darkness I creep like a horrible mist
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| As chills of fear cripple your will to live
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| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, paralyzed
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| Look into my eyes, meet with evil ready to die
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| Gleam of the blade
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| Slashing and cutting your limbs, you bleed
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| Embrace your pain
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| Feel my pleasure as I hear you scream
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| I cannot stop
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| This is my lust and I must satisfy
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| This sickening urge
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| How can I end such a beautiful sight?
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| Sent down into Hell, I’ve opened the gates
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| Where Demon’s will torture your soul
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| The bringer of death controlled by the blade
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| Frenzy of bloodshed my lust
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| No one to answer you cry out in pain
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| A sardonic smile you see
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| Let go of your life, there’s no turning back
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| My blade has set you free |