Bloodspill The Bloodshed - I Dreamt Of Flies (Pre-Production) | Текст песни

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Oh my god, is this my fate to bring justice to insects who gobble dead flesh ?
The wretched beings who disrupt, shy virgins from the inside.
They all must be devoured. Putrescent meat with their dicks getting hard.
And i will scythe all their heads, so they could feel what they've done.
These pigs will scream aloud, their cries will lead the taken souls to be released.
Breathe, breathe again, and take your predestination.
Life's kind of fair, there is no heroic salvation for you, fucking freak!
Your demise is coming close to you. Can you hide from the destiny you have to go through ?
The dead end. This is the end, the dead end.
If you take someone's life for pleasure,
Prepare to give yours instead.
Now its clear as you found your decease,
Now its clear as you found your death, DEATH.

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