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Starving for the taste of death

the hunter that hunts for you

it will find you rip you to shreds

theres nothing you can do nothing you can do

Satanic metal cadavor attack

drunk on the witches brew

with hateful aggression its coming for you

thrash or be thrashed

Dog Will Hunt

Stake the heads of enemies

their bodies piled to rot

never stop the massacre

in the name of baphomet

the mighty horned beast

Dog Will hunt