Feasting on human suffering:
The dream of genocide and blood
A desire I wish to fulfill
A dream of erasing the man from earth
Mass graves dug under the crimson moon
And the millions fall there dead
I shall begin my feast, provided by devious shadows
I feast on human suffering
From night to night my hunger for death grows
And the dream becomes the reality
And where there is no soul to consume
I will feast on myself
So no living being will remain on this filthy soil

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