Catenate casualties
Chained up in the
cellar
Mother told me not to cry
The
foul stench of the cellar
These days are
not forgotten
Fact is : I'm now in
control
Mom and Dad are gazing
casualties
Humanoid
Chained up in the
cellar
Decomposing parents
Grinning in
the shadow
I wonder if they felt my pain
Outside is waiting fresh meat
Inside is
burning blind hate
Where would you rather
be
Lured down into the cellar
New
blood drips on rusty links
Facing these 2
bodies
Casualties humanoid
Chained up
in the cellar
Decomposing parents
Grinning in the shadow
Now my family is
complete
Renew my hate, looking at you
Outside is waiting fresh meat
Inside is
burning blind hate
Where would you rather
be
Renew my hate, looking at you
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