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Spears of glass |
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Straight through the hands |
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Slice by slice |
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The feelings of |
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Metal through flesh is ecstasy |
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Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires |
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Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires |
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The dream becomes very real |
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The only way |
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To stop the hunger is feed the pain |
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Feed the pain |
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Insane thoughts of suicide brought |
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To life suicide brought to life |
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The dream becomes very real |
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As the graves are wombs |
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For the embryos to grow |
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Soulless merchants search for sufferers |
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The suffering! |
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Cut by cut |
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The liquid life runs from the body |
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Stabbing wounds bust the innards |
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The skin becomes the canvas |
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For the suffering |
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THE SUFFER |
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ING! Dead, dead alive |
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Living, living to be |
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Dead, dead alive |
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Living, living to be |
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As the graves are wombs |
|
For the embryos to grow |
|
Soulless merchants search for sufferers |
|
Spears of glass |
|
Straight through the hands |
|
Slice by slice |
|
The feelings of |
|
Metal through flesh is ecstasy |
|
Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires |
|
Every blade becomes, of the mind's desires |
|
Brought to life |
|
The dream becomes very real |
|
Dead, dead alive |
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Living, living to be |
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Dead, dead alive |
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Living, living to be |
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DEAD! |
