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steal the skull of a brittle man, nightmare surrounds the cluttered seccpool.

Awake within the murderer you really are. Embrace the blade for the pact made with satan

Plunge it deep in to the rib cage over and over again. Reaping the seeds of Corruption

A temptation re-lived. Words spelled in blood , black magic symbols as well surviving every

day in hell. The demon inside me has claimed my soul. The words are loud and clear

they want the household dead accept the fate of those who drip with red. The words are loud and

clear they want the household dead accept the fate of those who drip with red.

I can feel their bodies move with the course of the wounds. In the grave where they belong

close your eyes it wont be long. Cut into pieces everyone, slice my wrists and it'll be done.

Reaping the seeds of corruption, this is what has become.

This abuse is all that remains consuming the fire that hurts the same. Walking at night so quiet

and secure. The lust of ruin is the cause to blame. Killing is the release from anguish we made

I carve I stab I erase I lick I fuck you with the blade. The words are loud and clear they want the

household dead accept the fate of those who drip with red. The words are loud and clear they

want the household dead accept the fate of those who drip with red.