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Alone in the wood

You are in a good mood

A smile on your lips

And blood on your tits

Dismember this freak

Bite off his dick

Put it in your pocket

'Cause you need it for your dick collection

Five years ago you were raped by your stepfather

You were a teeny and too weak to defend yourself

Nobody helped you, not even your crying mother

The only words of this bastard were: don't bother

Now you take revenge on all fucking guys

Cut off their balls and eat them with fries

After that dinner you're drinking some beers

You keep their dicks for your own souvenirs

In front of the mirror you start to cry

So many people had to die

'Cause of this bastard who is still alive

There is no reason to dry your eyes

Du weißt dass es zu Ende geht

Der Zeiger kurz vor „Selbstmord" steht

Zum Umkehren ist es nun zu Spät

Der Sturm dein Leid gen Westen weht

Das Leben senkt sein müdes Haupt

Du trägst die Kleider einer Braut

Der Tod dir in die Augen schaut

In deiner Hand des Fährmanns Maut

The bastard put soil onto your grave

He participates with his new slave

You can see how his eyes glister

In his arms your sweet little sister