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So many children

That I have lured

Into the swamp

For me to churn

They’re hunting me

But I don’t care

You all will suffer

It’s only fair

Mash all the kids

Their blood I churn

They squirm for help

But they will burn

Blood Butter

Blood Butter

Blood Butter

Blood Butter

The nerves are severed

The organ chewed

The masses panic

Violence so crude

The skin is flayed

Senses defamed

Their lives erased

Blood Butter made