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Dawn Of Relic
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Bowels Of Murder
Moon of Mons
Can you hear the screams
feeble, weak and asphyxiated
Lurid blade keeps grinding bones
In the grimy darkness
Near the River Hate
and the Path of Worry
Stream of sadness
As the haunted soul
Unearth the madness
Bowels of murder
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Sweep the River Hate
And the Path of Worry
Stream of sadness
Obsessed, He will kill again
Butcher of Mons
Butcher of Mons
Savage mad lures the whores
To cut away with pain
Repetition, Past bears the same
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