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Classic Death Metal 2
War!
The battle of humanity in my mind,
Fields burn, dead piled high,
blood, ashes, severed limbs, decay.
The smell of burning fat excites me,
Blood burning of sensation,
Sanity left at the door,
As primitive instinct takes over.
Slaughter is now my fuel,
Blood is my drink,
rotting flesh, my food,
and ashes are my treat.
The world is gone but me,
if not I will make it so,
Skin from a man as armor,
a femur for a club,
a skull, my helmet.
The trenches lined with intestines,
Skeletal remains for walls and traps,
Decapitated heads for warning,
The battle I fight is over.
I AM LOST FOREVER!
MIND GONE!
INSTINCTS LEFT!
MUST DESTROY!
