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Traveling through the masses of the unwary

Transporting caskets to the abyss regions

Accumulation of the dead

There is never enough

The craving for blood has reached an excessive level

Can you feel the fire burning in their eyes

Can you feel the hatred radiating in their aura

In the abyss regions its time to unload

Bags full of body parts disembodied heads roll

Assortment of grotesque contents

Feeling no remorse

Lurking back into the night to kill again

Stalking the night

Blending in with congregation

Unnoticed and unrelenting killing spree

This abominable desire

Will not go away

Feeding the urge

Never apprehended