"An open wound for disease
The poison junk that you bleed
A parasite to your broken skin
Heretic urge in your brain..."Born With Big Hands
"Branded with irons under black skies
Born with the look of hate in those eyes
Raised on a mountain, like a stray beast
Only desire to kill what he needs..."Jesus Beater
"I finally found myself a little paradise
Deep in the darkest depths of hell
Nobody knows I'm down here, but I like it like that
I do what I want and I lose my mind..."|
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