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WOUNDS - deep cuts in the flesh

Blood is soaking the clothes

Stabbed in the back

With no regrets

A cut through existence of life

BLOOD - the liquid of life

Scattered all over the ground

Starting to shed,

Covering the hands

A drop in the ocean of red

...And their blood will start to flow

Their skin turns grey

Rush of hatred

Blood will be shed

BLADE - the tool for torture

As it's cutting through the skin

Squirts in the face

Maiming the body

Skinned alive, death is at hand

LIFE - fading away

Dead bodies slipping on the floor

Hacked to pieces

Dumped in a sack

Fire eradicates the existance

...And their blood will start to flow

Their skin turns grey

Rush of hatred

Blood will be shed

...And their blood will start to flow

Their skin turns grey

Rush of hatred

Blood will be shed

Taking

The skin

Washing

And drying

Sewing

The limbs

Putting

It on

Someone

Became you

...And their blood will start to flow

Taking

The skin

Their skin turns grey

Washing

And drying

Rush of hatred

Putting

It on

Blood will be shed

Someone

Became you

...And their blood will start to flow

Their skin turns grey

Rush of hatred

Blood will be shed