You scream when you see the goreman 
My remains are buried here 
I eat the lungs of luscious madam 
Nation illtreat new world 

Necromaniac, control of future 
Fresh blood's cheap, it's everywhere 
Object to thought of their god 

Inevitable dread... 
Inevitable dread...
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