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As i crawl through the mud I felt this aim of blood, the old taste of blood screaming inside me. |
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Longing to awake me, telling me to take it, to make them bleed, to rape their souls I take your flesh, I take your soul, I show you your god. |
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My hatred grows, I feel what you feel, He is inside you, playing with you, eating - from the inside. |
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...and I used my knife to cut my own flesh, I wanted to feel what they were about to feel. |
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Eating, from the inside, the more you fight the more you deny. |
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The rope is still there, Carry me all the way. |
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Possessed by word, We have been slayed. |
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Create in me... Belief... |
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Do you want to taste god? |
