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Put one into anything that moves Put two in the head to make sure I've fit three in the coffin, put four in the boot In a war nobody wins but we'll make sure you lose Put one into anything that moves Put two in the head to make sure I've fit three in the coffin, put four in the boot In a war nobody wins but we'll make sure you lose Assume the position We're all made of meat, I've heard we taste like ch***n Limbs on sticks, heads on plates in hell's kitchen Time to feast, I see you backing up I guess I like my competition fattened up I can't wait Cutting, cutting, cutting through the stomach, stomach Tooth and nail Fastest way to a heart is through the fucking ribcage Too late, too late Meat's back on the menu mate Mindless parasites Hunt 'em down out of spite Onslaught, on sight SongtexteLet's see your fucking insides Infested, like a plague Let 'em run for my entertainment Watch the ego dissipate Isn't suffering the preference? I can't wait To serve man a taste of his own fucking medicine Bloodthirst runs deep Bleed, human supremacist I'll do me, you do you Blood will spill, live and let kill Carve 'em up If killing is culling, if culling Is cleansing Hands are soaked I'm hunting heartbeats Before they hunt me Pull their teeth Vultures watch the nest, their eyes affixed, a taste for blood Flesheaters can't be trusted, retaliation is a must I fleshed it out Trim the fat, give a fuck? Nah I'm hunting heartbeats Before they hunt me Fuck Aus Songtexte Mania