| The stench of rot is stagnant
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| In this pit of ruination
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| Malignant fucking parasites
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| Voracious human grubs
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| Impulsive procreators
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| Self obsession landed them on my table
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| Even in death they have no remorse for what they have done
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| Trauma of the psyche
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| Harvesting of the mind
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| Exotic transplantation from a separate amputation
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| Claiming the lives of the vile to bring me release
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| Putrid
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| Rotten
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| I revel in their suffering
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| To lie alongside the voracious
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| Without permission this incision grants you full admission
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| Surgical carnage no religion can divert precision
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| Unstoppable punishment in celebration of decimation
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| Abominations of decay
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| I hack I slash I shred them of their skin
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| Unbearable acts of heinous immorality
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| Dead set on vengeance
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| With a cure for mortality
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| Heaving the carcass to the hook for display
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| Collecting the organs to save for another day
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| Relapse of indecency I bring about the famine of human disease
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| Consuming the life of the diminished
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| Every last man dying to be one with the dead
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| Intoxicated by the aroma of glowing plasma
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| Sloshing through inches of fluid reeking unique miasma
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| Mad for the sensation
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| Crawling back
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| To the pit of ruination to exploit the next one
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| Convictions of violence nothing can prohibit my appetite for the enslaved
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| My mindset completely deranged
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| The embodiment of the insane
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| Is this the end of man
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| Trauma of the psyche
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| Harvesting of the mind
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| Stripped of their foundation
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| Extreme humiliation
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| Claiming the lives of the vile
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| Malignant fucking parasites
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| Voracious humans |