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Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Die, butcher
rage of hate
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill
Stab, hack, slash, kill

Kick down the door in barbaric rage
Frantically slashing all who stand in my way
Stab another face, slit another throat
My intention is to mutilate them
People are screaming it feeds my hate
Hack through the crowd blood is splashing on my face
I only see red, rage exploding
Two knives, one mind, that hate has broken

Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture
blood gushing from their wounds
Rivers run deep red
Down faces of people in the room
Bodies are heaping they're dieing
In seconds they were slain
Daggers in my hands are killing
This worthless piece of shit

Hate for them still drives my rage
My job is almost finished only one remains
In the corner terrified behind the grisly slaughter
Ill take my time on this last scum bag
Knife in stomach, hes not dead yet
Carving up his body, gouge his fucking head
Chop off his arms, pull out his guts
No remorse for what i have done

Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture
Blood gushing from their wounds
Rivers run deep red
Down faces of people in the room
Daggers in my hands are killing
These worthless pieces of shit.
Stab, hack, slash, kill   Stab, hack, slash, kill   Stab, hack, slash, kill   Stab, hack, slash, kill   Die, butcher   rage of hate   Stab, hack, slash, kill   Stab, hack, slash, kill   Stab, hack, slash, kill   Stab, hack, slash, kill      Kick down the door in barbaric rage   Frantically slashing all who stand in my way   Stab another face, slit another throat   My intention is to mutilate them   People are screaming it feeds my hate   Hack through the crowd blood is splashing on my face   I only see red, rage exploding   Two knives, one mind, that hate has broken      Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture   blood gushing from their wounds   Rivers run deep red    Down faces of people in the room   Bodies are heaping they're dieing   In seconds they were slain   Daggers in my hands are killing    This worthless piece of shit      Hate for them still drives my rage   My job is almost finished only one remains   In the corner terrified behind the grisly slaughter   Ill take my time on this last scum bag   Knife in stomach, hes not dead yet   Carving up his body, gouge his fucking head   Chop off his arms, pull out his guts   No remorse for what i have done      Stabbing, disfigure, knives puncture   Blood gushing from their wounds    Rivers run deep red    Down faces of people in the room   Daggers in my hands are killing   These worthless pieces of shit.
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