This will be your bleak dissolution I will rid the world of your filth
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And I will scourge you with no remorse and I'll abolish all the pain you caused by your pillage of the innocent
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And your fate will not be very quick grisly horrors will fall burn
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I'll make your insides on the fucking outside
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I'll rip through your skin and watch you rot so where's your pleasure now?
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It's not so pleasing when you are the one at the end of this misery
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Oh but it is for me to sit and watch you bleed so say your final prayer but I will promise you
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God can't show you where to hide.
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Cheyne-Stokes
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| Chelsea Grin |
