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Many slaughter were over again

In this bloody dark closed room

Dye a white wall red by blood

Make corpse over corpse out of the count

As a cris of the jew

Lead them to seen of a fascination

You cry and scream will make me feel an extacy

A bloody gates will open

Passed through the time

You're next victim

next to die

You're next victim to die

Your hatred and your rage

Your grief and your pain

Will never fade away

With the blood stain on the wall

As a cris of the jew

Lead them to seen of a fascination

You cry and scream will make me feel an extacy

A bloody gates will open

Passed through the time