I like the smell of a dead child Whose I cut the throat After torturing him a bit For nothing but pleasure
Innocence bleeds As the feeble lamb lies Sadism will lead us to glory
The sweetness of cruelty The power of free will Make me go into raptures Why should I have mercy? Through sadism I come
I wish death to all children To all the weak worldwide
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