Clench my first, hatred is steaming, a stroke at you face,
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useless and bleeding
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As hand from the sky, I strike you down, I am God!
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Control of your destiny
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You bleed, I slit your throat, in blood you will drown as I crack the bones,
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With hammersledge I crushed your skull, what was your last sight?
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The hammer that smoothered you!
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Over the Gore!
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I was your last sight!
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The God who had woundead you!
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Thought the air the sledgehammer swings. Upon your chest, bones will
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collapse.
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Blood soaked into the ground, I disgust of the mud you have left over;
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I scream as I sledge you to the ground, ultimate penetration,
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I feel so alive! The violence I put you through. Over the Gore!
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I feel so alive!
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The violence I put you through
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Over the Gore!
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I felt so alive as the hammer penetrated you,
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I stand above and look down at you!
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I am the god; Who woundead you?
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I stand upon and look down on you!
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I am the Beast; That murdered you!
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I FEEL SO ALJVE!
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The violence I put you through
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I AM OVER THE GORE!!!!!
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Over The Gore
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| Myrkskog |
