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Blood spurts out from the hole in your throat.
Red phlegm ejected, coughing up your bowles.
Destination death, noon can help you now.
Screaming don't come easy with punctured lungs.

Brutal way to die / force the axe through the throax.
Brutal way to die / hacked up, fucked up.

Limbs have be severed and put away.
The axe now comes down upon your torso.
The you of maiming, such a cheap thrill.
When your body's gone another one will follow.

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