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Stalking your like vermin

Waiting for their chance

Waiting of you to slip up

to trample you down at the kill



Big shit



Until your spirit is empty

Till your mind stops working

To get it into your head

That thinking´s not for you



Big shit



Your putrid souls, will agonize

At the dark gates, of hell

you´ll give account, for your abuse

you´ll pay dearly, for all your lies



The flames and death, tow final steps

The end decided, by your weakness

The essence of hate, in your head

The essence of shit, in your skin