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As the blade turns blood gushes forth another murder to bag and number i'll kill forever until i die brutality a way of life As the blade turns
Mortuary filled with my dead a temptation to kill again before and after death i drink your blood the carnivore of human flesh the cannibal within
We rise up from the tomb bloody and covered with worms today is the day of doom a hunger for flesh is the cure rise up from the ground an army ready
The screams and cries of the witch the howling call of the wolf set free from the demons let the flame burn through the night evil lurks in the
Open the grave and taste the smell of death the body festers from flesh to bone eternity we suffer where we lie and calcify the nonexistent after
will you suffer? i think its time a weapon of god the sins of the dying keeper of the souls more hate than love death by the sword the fury of hell
you breathe to die desperate when you speak your final words to me caught between lines you live lies in a broken world a freshly dug grave is waiting
Thou Shall Kill I open your body to expose your guts the liver removed the spleen it bursts A knife in the chest,cutting through innards I continue
chainsaw mutilation zombie decapitation cutting off the head spurting necks attached to torsos twitching spasms involuntary the heart is still beating
Religion is killing all over the place, everyone is striving to be the master race. You fight for your freedom and you kill for peace, but your whole
I thought it went like this "I want to see a show without the violence" but I could be wrong. They say that dancing is a way of life And all the untough
They say that dancing is a way of life And all the untough had better think twice Well I'm not going to take it sitting down anymore It's time that we
Some people suppress you They partch you And reap a disaster Reeducation for the enfants Who demanded for an innocent instance The great commandment
(music by bartsch/matton - january 93) (poems by bartsch - december 92) When the dark lord told me to live I felt the raised lust of possession afterwards
have no redemption Burn burn burn motherfuckers I might just come after you I just might come after but you'll never know Broke the first commandment
Some people suppress you They partch you and reap a disaster Re-education for the infants Who demanded for an innocent instance The great commandment
was born, and tells him so He takes it in, he hangs his chin He ducks another blow Did God overlook it? What ought have been written The eleventh commandment