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I wear your guts, around my neck

I seek your blood, between your legs

Twisted in blood and screaming in pain

Turning against this morbid game

I will kill, kill for your sins

I will die, die for your flesh

This is death.

This is death.

The head from a priest, boiled in unholy blood

The rape of a nun, a bloody act of violence

Twisted in blood and screaming in pain

Turning against this morbid game

I will kill, kill for your sins

I will die, die for your flesh

This is death.

This is death.

Live through mortality and walk with the dead

Whispers in your head, an evil force from hell

The morbid and twisted, returns from their graves

Unchain the damned that feeds on your flesh.