Sick thoughts, a shattered sanity Dead bodies lay before me Pure hatred rise with thirst for blood My poor victims now worship me As they ripped in pieces
As they ripped in pieces
Days are filled with hate, blood and sweat Who will be my next victim? Inside my mind, there is no patience It's time for hunt, It's time for hunt
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life Where dead bodies find peace and tranquillity Trees fed by rivers of blood,
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquillity Trees fed by rivers of blood, souls bow before my throne
its time for hunt
Dead bodies were raped, tortured Nobody parts were ruined, all processed And ready to eat No tongue will define this massacre When your remains are found
Under the red skies of doom its time for hunt
Sick thoughts, a shattered sanity Dead bodies lay before me Pure hatred rise with thirst for blood My poor victims now worship me
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Oh sweet victim of mine, I offer you a new life
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquillity Trees fed by rivers of blood,
Where dead bodies find peace and tranquillity Trees fed by rivers of blood, souls bow before my throne
Under the red skies of doom its time for hunt
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