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Pain, body divine, mixed with the swine.

Never the good that finds you

Dig, bury the meat, ground up alive.

Red so the wolf can find you

Keep it movin'

Bifurcate for me

I know your face,

its all I ever see

One step past the dark

Miss me with your lies

Miss me with your shit

You don't even know me

Not here, not me, Im not the one to witness

Hahahahaha

Hatchet job, hatchet, hatchet

Hatchet job, hatchet, hatchet

Hatchet job, hatchet, hatchet

Hatchet job, hatchet, hatchet

Low bone chopper, sweet song sung low.

Low death opera, long and proper.

Chop chop motherfucker, chop chop.