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Текст песни Crematory - Victims

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Soon I feel the powerSurging through my soulI feel a hatred deep and pureNo bloodshed could consoleNow the change becomes meMy terror grows withinAnd as I scream for vengeanceI start my life of sinSeeking out my victimsLaughing at their plessWhat care I when I amThe victim of lycantropySuddenly I sniff your scentYour blood smells so sweetI lust to feast upon your heartAnd on your raw red meatSpringing from the shadowsI`m ripping out your brainYour body flails in tormentAnd thrashes from the painSpringing from the shadowsI`m ripping out your brainYour body flails in tormentAnd thrashes from the painSeeking out my victimsLaughing at their plessWhat care I when I amThe victim of lycantropyNext time heed the warningsWhen night comes soonDon`t ever walk into woodBeneath the full white moon

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