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Breakfast At The Manchester MorgueRaise my banner drenched in blood,as I hold my hammer high. Smash it down, splitting your skull, as I ravage all life across the land. No one, shall endure my wrath. Feasting, upon the flesh I lack. Fetish, for the dead I've raped, todesking supreme, harvester of hate. Rapist of the weak, necro-ubermensch arise. Witness massive piles of bodies, burning bright. Hate-fucked, I thrust as I punch, So you writhe in agony, Lord Gore, the sickness of all mankind. |