No one can
run from his knife
So face
your destiny
He can take your skin
and cut in thousand pieces
He can take your eyes
and eat like meat

Look at him
in front of you
So pray
to be killed fast
Acid dripping in your head
Bones twisted like rubber
Blood spurting from your mouth
Intestine is the rope for your hang

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With his wicked head
He is torture vicious
Scream and cry is like a candy
So beg for you life
Fly away with wings
cut into pieces
Is better fall
Than face his eyes


No one can
Run from his knife
So face
Your destiny
He can take your skin
And cut in thousand pieces
He can take your eyes
And eat like meat




Hear his laugh
Is like an echo… in mind
Give up now
You heart is already rotten
Your veins are now food for wolves
Do you believe in god my child?
Better you call him to see this show

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Parte instrumental

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