Feel my hate for you and your kind,
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for the shit you believe in your minds.
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You feel nothing - you just lied to me.
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You have no emotions - just satisfied smiles.
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Abattoir
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Your mind is like an abattoir
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You used me like a lamb for slaughter.
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I never believed a word you said.
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I'll piss on your grave - laught when you're dead.
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The Traitor (Live At The Mermaid. Birmingham, UK. 1/11/86)
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| Napalm Death |
