Sons of Perdition - Cannibals of Rotenburg | Текст песни

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Don't venture down to Rotenburg or you'll lose more than money. They'll take your head and pretty limbs and bake them up in honey. They'll spill your guts out on the floor or throw them in a pot then boil your brains with radishes and serve them soft and hot. Your bones they'll split to suck the marrow, lungs will go to dogs. Your skin will make a fancy suit; the rest belongs to hungry hogs. Don't journey down to Rotenburg. O no, stay far from there. So stay away from Rotenburg if you value your soul, or like a tree they'll break you down and burn you into coal.

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