| Jaws — dripping with disease
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| Fingers for use of weaponry
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| Mind spins in fervor of murder’s design
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| Unleashing our buried primal desires
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| Return to instincts we had lost
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| Our blades shall speak with eloquence
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| What human words cannot
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| Terror — a world of terror we create
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| Maddening howls fill the streets
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| As further spreads the plague
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| Gone — the affinity to modern man
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| Wavering faith falls to ravenous hands
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| Unbridled malevolence reaches a boil
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| As strivings of mankind dissolve into fire
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| The will to conquer suffocates
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| A trail of shredded carcasses
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| Our morals dissipate
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| Now the end’s drawing nearer
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| Upheaval is at hand
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| Animalistic biddings
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| A reverse evolution of man
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| Terror — a world of terror we create
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| Maddening howls fill the streets
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| As further spreads the plague
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| Children — we are the children of the beast
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| Instinct counters reasoning
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| Our rage shall be unleashed
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| The dreams of man engulfed in fire
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| This world a heap of burning flesh
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| The end is baring down upon us
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| The god of mortals lying dead |