[Music: J. Axelsson, R. Werm¨Ïn / Lyric: R. Werm¨Ïn]
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Horrifying to you it might seem
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Disgusted towards what always been
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No casualties, only death
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Violation evoke what perversion brought
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Such a pitiful race
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Consume, excrete, dwell
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Procreation without lust
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Consume, excrete, dwell
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Fear
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Consume, excrete, dwell
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Virginlike, still full of filth
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Fear
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In a pit of filth they gather
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Never to confess their acts
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Wallow in their own cum as I violate
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No innocence found
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I kill, I slash, I mutilate, I rape
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Drain you of life
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No innocence found
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I kill, I slash, I mutilate, I rape
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Drain you of life
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"All gathered in withered sewers of concentrated filth
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As one with the edge of the razor I cleanse
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Human life such a waste of artificial obscenities..."
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Cleanse another shape through slaughtering
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Such a pitiful race
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Consume, excrete, dwell
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Procreation without lust
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Consume, excrete, dwell
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Fear
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Fear
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Consume, Excrete, Dwell
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Deranged |