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Greetings from the eternal black
from the shadows of the past
to all of you. Human trash
May the curse will fall on you rats.

Killed souls corrupted by
Shut mouths talking nonsense
Cut down hands that asking.
Pull off all jeallus eyes

For each frozen heart I have a nail.
A hot iron to tap evil.
Not tolerate any motherfucker.
Need no rats beside me

I’ve built my world,
As I want it to be
I’ve become stronger
and I stepped onto the neck of misery

The next deceiver becomes my toy
Like the cat with the mouse-will be pestered
With hatred and pleasure
And finally a blow to the soul.

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