Tekster:
Mortician Domain Of Death

Sledgehammer, bash your skull Head explodes, brains and bone Swinging mace, cracks your face Nose smashed in, teeth kicked in Baseball bat, breaks

Prepared for a flesh feast Lusting fresh human meat Cornered helpless victim Spear penetrates the skin Mutilating the carcass Munching on the organs

Entering the morbid domain of death Torn off limbs severed heads and rotting flesh Endless screams suffering and cries of pain Iron spikes pierce the

Blood raining from the skies Storms raging in the night Death foretold, billions to die Fires burning, roasting flesh Rats feeding on the dead World

the corpse Satisfy the lust Deranged psychopath Leaves a trail of death Trail of victims grows Careless in the kill Evidence of death Time for vampire

Reciting from the pages in the book Summoning evil creatures from the wood Unleashing evil forces on the earth Demons possess your soul and bring you death

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Superhuman mental scanners Brought into the earth with powers Experiments gone wrong at birth A war for control of the death Inner conflict, anger building

Entering the morbid domain of death Torn off limbs severed heads and rotting flesh Endless screams suffering and cries of pain Iron spikes pierce the