Dead Infection
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Rip It

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Dead Infection Canonical path: /dead-infection/rip-it Related lyric paths: 6
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Rip It

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The sound of the breaking bones,

smell of fresh, warm flesh,

you catch your victim,

feast of the slaughter.

His empty eyesockets excrete remains of brain,

like a soulless butcher you destroy element of life.

Like a professional surgeon you cut tissue of this life.

It's masterpiece, detailed operation,

eviscerated victims you caught feel nothing.

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