| Forever, bones and flesh will stand
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| The rotting emptiness will bleed through all the walls
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| Now and forever, bring me your dead
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| The guts and grime will shine immortally red
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| Ground-up bones and charred-up flesh is what I need
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| To make this conquering death fully obscene
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| I need all them bones
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| I model the rotting corpses
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| Ah!
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| Died all in vain, blood forever my dream
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| Your blood will mix and become thee again
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| This is the house of death
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| This is the house of corpses
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| This is the house of death
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| This is the house of corpses
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| Eviscerate and let death reign
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| Now desecrate, feed them to me
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| And the blood that is now what I need
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| So I can melt you with glee
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| Forever, bones and flesh will stand
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| The rotting emptiness will bleed through all the walls
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| This is the house of death
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| This is the house of corpses
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| This is the house of death
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| This is the house of corpses
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| Now, bring the cadavers so that I may build
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| The foundations of something unseen
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| Guts and brains are my building grounds
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| For the maggots will feed my need for decaying souls
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| All I need for me
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| Now, I build with bodies
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| Now, I feed on follies
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| This is the house of death
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| This is the house of corpses
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| This is the house of death
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| This is the house of corpses
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| Eviscerate and let death reign
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| Now desecrate, feed them to me
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| And the blood that is now what I need
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| So I can melt you to stone |