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Whispering sounds, wake me late at the dusk
Surrounding start filling with frightening noises
I start to shake and feel a cold-blooded sweat
Inner voice in my head

They're calling my name
The must be dead

Sadistic thoughts pour from my head
Like if they were placed from a force from the dead
As time goes past, I feel less myself
As if I was possessed

You must obey!
Begin slaughtering and torturing you beloved ones
Tonight!

Grab the knife and slip down her throat
And while she chokes, trust it on her skull
Whilst they sleep drenched on gasoline
Without been woke from their dreams

You must obey!
Begin slaughtering and murdering your humanity
What have I done?
God please forgive me and save my soul

They're calling my name
The must be dead
They're calling my name
The must be dead

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