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von Gold

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The hour is late
It took wielding blunted knives
And still they butchered on
It took every single strike
To kill the god-like dog

Mauled body stabbed to life
Abhorrent theory of snuff
Plundered and raped, left for decay
Fractured, dismembered rack

The hour was late
The frozen sway of fate
The time had come for blades to drop
Blades to rip through wrists and pulse

All hail Satan
Invoke the master's goat
All hail Satan
Be at one with a hell
Give the body to Satan
Luciferian blood
Give the blood to evil
Give the heart to a feast

Give him your eyes
Give him your eyes
Give him your eyes
Give him your eyes
The hour was late
It took wielding blunted knives
And still they butchered on
It took every single life
To feed the starving maw
To feed the starving maw