| The knife will cut into your flesh soon to be ripped through
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| Your screams fall on deaf ears, the pain surmounting
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| It now engulfs you, the terror it builds too
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| The fear of your own death, a putrid dismemberment
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| Pools of blood drip from your carcass
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| Open wounds cleaned with your piss
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| In feces i drown you choke on the filth of you
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| Your skin is smeared with shit the knife cuts into it
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| Your screams fall on deaf ears, the pain surmounting
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| The fear of your own death, a putrid dismemberment
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| Pools of blood drip from your carcass
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| Open wounds cleaned with your piss
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| See the knife
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| Cut your flesh
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| Still alive
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| But decapitated
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| Headless stump
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| Buried deep
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| Severed legs and arms
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| And pulled out teeth
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| Fingers cut off
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| And toes too
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| Left in water electrocute
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| From eye sockets blood does shoot
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| Gangrene is fed to you
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| The nightmares have come true
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| A violent death is upon you
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| The pigs will never find you
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| Ill scatter the pieces of you
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| Flesh and skin is removed
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| Every bone, every bone in your body is smashed |