| Heavenly is the taste of death
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| Shove it in! |
| Shove it in! |
| That piece of flesh!
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| Delicate, masticate, masturbate
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| To the taste of agony without a face
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| Gulp down all the ignorance
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| And insist on your flesh decadence
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| Because it tastes you presume to consume
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| Day by day — ignore the facts and just resume
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| Respect for life ends with our appetite
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| Incarnate double standard hypocrite
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| …Can't keep calm anymore… a hunger cry
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| I treat you equally and make you die
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| And then your blood spills by the knife
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| When I slice you up alive
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| I’m fine, OK with your dying
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| I prefer you dead before frying
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| Don’t cry! |
| Later on the toilet bowl
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| I will give a shit on you
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| I’m fine, OK with your dying
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| Shut your mouth! |
| Keep on dying now!
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| Empathy ends with our appetite
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| Incarnate double standard hypocrite
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| … Can’t keep calm anymore… a hunger cry
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| I bleed you out and feel delight
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| And then your blood spills by the knife
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| When I slice you up alive
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| I’m fine, OK with your dying
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| I prefer you dead before frying
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| Don’t cry! |
| Later on the toilet bowl
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| I will give a shit on you
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| I’m fine, OK with your dying
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| Shut your mouth! |
| Keep on dying now! |