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Parricide - 200 Stab Wounds
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Parricide 200 Stab Wounds

Parricide - 200 Stab Wounds
Nan and Pa are gone
Holding hands, arms blown off
Their fate, it's too late
Your loss, my hate

Ashamed of the horrors I've done
The pieces lay strewn
The people, they judge
But I know what I had to do
The shock, the fear
Fill the homes of what is unseen
Blood-soaked hallways
Fill my dreams

Can't shake this feeling anymore
All I know is I need more
Can't shake this feeling anymore
All I know is I need more

Tell me it's wrong, they can't be heard
Driven to this point of no return
Easy to say for civilized minds
Who claw and wretch against mankind
Murder
Hungеr
Fear
Unite, divide and drivе
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