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I crush your face, beak your bones till you see the light

Break your mind and take your soul, descending life

If you’re not killed, the blood plague will do

Howling gust, paralyzed, chained to the ground

My metal blade will slide through you without a sound

Don’t try to run, my death grip gets you

Pleasure to kill and to watch you die

It’s not a feeling, I’m cold inside

The monster that I became

Is part of the undead

And you will surely know

My wrath will kill all of you

Now your mine, a summoned ghoul that will obey,

bow to my words, die when I say die anyway

Your pain cry will give me reason live

Your tortured soul will execute all my commands

So, bring me more innocent souls to soothe my wrath

My army will give you reason to live

Pleasure to kill and to watch you die

It’s not a feeling, I’m cold inside

The monster that I became

Is part of the undead

And you will surely know

My wrath will kill you too