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I crush your face, beak your bones till you see the light
Break your mind and take your soul, descending life
If you’re not killed, the blood plague will do

Howling gust, paralyzed, chained to the ground
My metal blade will slide through you without a sound
Don’t try to run, my death grip gets you

Pleasure to kill and to watch you die
It’s not a feeling, I’m cold inside
The monster that I became
Is part of the undead
And you will surely know
My wrath will kill all of you

Now your mine, a summoned ghoul that will obey,
bow to my words, die when I say die anyway
Your pain cry will give me reason live

Your tortured soul will execute all my commands
So, bring me more innocent souls to soothe my wrath
My army will give you reason to live

Pleasure to kill and to watch you die
It’s not a feeling, I’m cold inside
The monster that I became
Is part of the undead
And you will surely know
My wrath will kill you too

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