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The sound of the breaking bones
Smell of fresh, warm flesh
You catch your victim
Feast of the slaughter

His empty eyesockets excrete remains of brain
Like a soulless butcher you destroy element of life
Like a professional surgeon you cut tissue of this life

It's masterpiece, detailed operation
eviscerated victims you caught feel nothing
The sound of the breaking bones  Smell of fresh, warm flesh  You catch your victim  Feast of the slaughter    His empty eyesockets excrete remains of brain  Like a soulless butcher you destroy element of life  Like a professional surgeon you cut tissue of this life    It's masterpiece, detailed operation  eviscerated victims you caught feel nothing