Die
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Die
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Your blood drain
By the blade of my sword
Your ripped flesh
That doesn't serve
Grind your heart
And drink your dirty blood
Now i'm happy
'coz got off a bastard
of the world
die, die, die
bastard, asshole
burn in the fire of hell
you have no more
salvation...
now that you are dead
rot, son of a bitch
that the jackals
eat your rests
'coz it's the end
of my fight...
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