Surviving gotta leave it now
My greed for flesh, my cruelty
I ll let them fall down like a block
On such an empty humanity
I m sorry friends of mine
I m sorry for the next dawn you
won t see again
No time for raving escapes
Last stop!
With bites your stomach I chop
Your skin my claws will make fall
I love to see the muddy ground
Takin live from your blood
Last stop!
I m here to take you far away
Up in the north northern than here
In such a grotesque slaughter house
You are gonna be welcome
I m sorry friends of mine
But you have to know
There won t be any new dawn
...again, never again
Last stop!
With bites your stomach I chop
Your skin my claws will make fall
I love to see the muddy ground
Takin live from your blood
With bites your stomach I chop
Your skin my claws will make fall
I love to see the muddy ground
Takin live from your blood
Last stop!
Here I come
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