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We have such sights to show you |
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A journey through the chasms of hell |
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Like artists painting on canvas |
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We toil with your flesh |
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A deafening rumble |
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Upon the solving of a puzzle |
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We will tear your soul apart |
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Oh sweet serenade of torture |
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As pleasure and pain unite |
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We become one, Cenobite |
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Tearing flesh from bone, desires are born |
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The spasms of orgasms uncontrolled |
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The reaping has begun - through pain and suffering I cum |
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Divine serrated torment - As heaven and hell unite |
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We will tear your soul apart |
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Oh blessed be this moment - Quivering so serpentine |
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We become one, Cenobite |
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Oh luscious torture |
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These little deaths I die all over |
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With hooks and chains torn apart |
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These little deaths are mere fine art |
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Cenobites - explorers of flesh |
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Cenobites - the wretched living dead |
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Cenobites - Emissaries of hell |
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Cenobites - Practitioners of eternal torment |
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Through flesh and bone, your life is forlorn, sadistic needs are reborn |
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The spasms of orgasms uncontrolled, through pain and suffering you cum |
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We have eternity to know your flesh, for we are death |
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Divine serrated torment - As heaven and hell unite |
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We will tear your soul apart |
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Oh blessed be this moment - Quivering so serpentine |
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We become one, Cenobite |
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Infernal seeker come find us, follow lines that were written in blood |
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We have no more surprises, we have eternity to know your flesh |
