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Scalped for sale

Split in two

Skulls stare empty

Through glass to be consumed

Butcher the living

Let them die slowly

For they should bleed eternally

If they had the means

Sick of Christians and their religion

Living in hypocrisy

While sentient beings die mercilessly

Not enough blood can be cleansed

Our atrocities outweigh forgiveness

Christ would be killed again and again

For every creature slaughtered at the hands of man

Hell is a place here on earth

Behind closed doors most don't see

The reality worse than suffering eternally

Slit the fucking throats of you miserable cunts

I hope you feel the cold of the blade in your veins

And the warmth leaves your life

You can't scream from the pain