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Marshes of blood and pieces of brain

In old skull nectar of decay

Embryo thoughts

I don't want to born

Go out from bloody cavity

To bloody life

You have no option

Existence will slaughter you

Maniacal lies, distorted face

He's watching for sacrifice

Three corpses of little girls

Crazy cry in night

Embryo, son of blood

Your grave is mother's womb

What is your fault

Your soul in body of killer