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Вершы: The Black Dahlia Murder. Climactic Degradation.

Devastate, leave them weeping in your wake. A family's broken dreams with gloved hand I separate. Mutilate them, carve them up, bring them to their knees. The power of the knife in hand, if it breathes it fucking bleeds.

Mankind, in time, I'm disgusted with this race. I pluck them from the universe, pawns of my favorite game.

Cut them all down, completely randomize. Never a clue, nor trace is left. Identity disguised I measure joy in suffering, with a rope and blade I maim. Humiliate these fallen souls, this earth of sick disgrace.

Climactic degradation, rapture in blood achieved. Suffocate them, rip them, rape them, make them fucking scream. Orgasmic mutilation, on terror I do feed. Annihilate this bastard race, I'll make them bleed for me.

[Solo]

I'm taking you down with me into this Hell of Hells. Stabbed in the throat, sputtering blood, my need is never quelled. You must stand here before me, my judgment ends in death. I tower above your broken bodies, face speckled in red. Oh how sweet it is to revel in your flesh. I won't stop until the last is dead.

Climactic degradation, rapture in blood achieved. Suffocate them, rip them, rape them, make them fucking scream. Orgasmic mutilation, on terror I do feed. Annihilate this bastard race, I'll make them bleed for me