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Midnight violence, the scene of the kill |
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A life slain to rest where the blood has been spilled |
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Discarded cadaver, no heartbeat is left |
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Teeming with maggots that feed on the flesh |
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The street is the graveyard, the dumpster the tomb |
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Forgotten and rotten benath a red moon |
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A life once strong is worm food now |
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Conniving wretch has been cut down |
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[Lead: Cutler] |
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Neck twisted sickly, eyes stare into space |
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A squirming mass erodes limbs and face |
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Feeding and eating, nauseating display |
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No coffin, no funeral, just life stripped away |
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[Lead: Coralles] |
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A portrait of putrefaction, life beyond the grave |
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A coward soiled and bloated with maggots in his face |
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Discarded cadaver, no heartbeat is left |
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Teeming with maggots that feed on the flesh |
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The street is the graveyard, the dumpster the tomb |
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Forgotten and rotten benath a red moon |
