1. ....AND CUT MY NECK

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2. THEY DIE FOR NOTHING

It wasn't important what they felt
Absolutely lost, unconscious, helpless
They were to die to satisfy the hunger
And emptiness in a butcher's mind

Slaughtered one by one
Feeling horrible pain
They know the sorrow and despair was their destiny
But the truth is like broken hope
They die for nothing
Being cut, gutted, destroyed
Their rotting feelings-with no hope
Nothing matters now
When being cut like weeds
They fall down into their predecessor's blood

And then others paralyzed by fear
They perish like a weak race that was killed
To stop inducing parasitic hazard
But the truth...


3. I FEEL SMELL OF MY VICTIM

I heard steps and beating of her heart
She escaped between trees screaming of fear
Avid for warmth and smell of dead woman
I strangled, exposed and admired her

Nudity of her dead body caused
That I couldn't prevent myself from
Leaving me semen inside her
Aware that nothing will grow of it

Smelling her moist pussy
I satisfied myself with her fresh smell
Kissing her cold lips
I was pulling entrails out

Taking away a part of her womb
I buried all her remains
Aware from the very beginning
That no one would feel her smell

She's dead (x4)

...and no one can find her


4. ABRUPT DECEASE

Exhausted and injured I was lying
In the puddle of my own blood
That flew down even from the walls
Terrible scream of slaughtered children
Who, helpless, were smashed with an axe
They were hanging down like puppets
With their entrails ripped

Distorted, gloomy seen
By my panic eyes
And mocked by my mind reality
Seemed to disappear as the life
Of my corpse-like body
Was disappearing

Screaming and crying didn't stop
But declined in the strangest way
Indescribable moment lasted

When a knife stabbed my body again

I feel asleep


5. OUTRO

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