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Put her on the altar, tie her down secure |
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She will soon die, her soul is still pure |
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Her body is trembling it's filled with fear |
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She'll lose the life which she holds dear |
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The dagger is ready to do it's evil deed |
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On her decayed corpse |
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I will feed |
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Tie her legs and arms ready to read the rite |
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Now I feel the force of satan's might |
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Under baphomet she is bleeding fast |
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With the corpse indulge in a bloodbath |
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Pray to the master that this will suffice |
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Split her skull for this altar sacrifice |
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Tears on her cheek, sweat on her brow |
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It's time to die |
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I will kill her now |
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Death has come to deliver her fate |
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We don't do it for love we do it for hate |
