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The stench on your body

Remains mandatory

Time to realize

You new way of life

Everything is twisted

Different than before

You have embraced

The world of the dead

Past life is gone

Present is forlorn

You can`t understand

What`s really going on

The abyss on your mind

Inflicts the pain inside

Smothered by the dark

Thats keeping you blind

You`re the chose ONE

Similar to NONE

Frustrations so PROFOUND

Countdown has BEGUN

One thing to achieve

Your victims to deceive

Try to make them scream

And satisfy your need

Visions so opaque

Take form and decay

Senses once strong

Now nailed to the cross

Solo

Repulsive mutation

No sense of perception

Vulgar stimulation

A need for aggression

All youe senses lost

Brain does not respond

Deep within you choke

Killing instinct begone