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The Hills Run RedIn reign in crueltyDemented thirst for pain Son of the devil All shall fear my name I am the impaler Bestow upon thee Excruciating agony The hills run red with gruesome death Inflicted pain on my command Forests of impaled bodies Uttering the land Sharpened spike impales your anus Piercing, ripping your insides Savoring the sickening death Torturously slow you will die Massive executions Thousands slow die Relishing their agonies As I feast nearby Skewed alive, they twitch and writhe Blood thirst never slaked Victims of my sadism Left rotting on the stake [Repeat first two verses] |