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Hooks cutting, through your flesh
No comparsion, of pleasure and pain
Black box, is a gory treat
Mutilation from hell
To the gory end
As they make you ride the blade
To the gory end
As your life will now fade
Crave for blood, unnatural greed
Stuck in hell, forever more
Ultimate pain, blooded corpse
Living memory, know deceased
See the masters
Of gore
Stricken with pain
In Hell
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