A Bacon beat down butcher knife
Dragged down and beat til they bled
Suffocate the God like facade
YOUR SHIT ... JUST DIRT
YOUR SHIT ... DECEASED
Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust
Piles of bodies soaking in blood
Burning and writhing temptation a must
Your metal soul is covered with rust
Rip out opinions replaced with their lies
Look at their minions nothing but smiles
Survive the slaughter and return their wrath
Slaughter the leader and have the last laugh
Sorrow is your hollow life
A Bacon beat down butcher knife
Survival depends on rejecting the seed
Suffocate the God like facade
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