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A thrashy end to the album, based on the Manson Family.

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Do you feel to blame? You people have done everything to me.
It gives me equal right, I wll do whatever,
whenever I like.
Maybe I didn’t do enough, that’s why I should feel ashamed
I should’ve killed 400 more, maybe then you could
ask who’s to blame.

Psychosis, minds melting in a pool of speed and LSD.
Drawn together, roaming as the Manson Family.
War is coming, and the spark shall come from us,
Racial hatred, feeding the impending holocaust.
Die! Pigs!

Drug fuelled sex, erupting into rage and brutal violence
Slaughter the pigs and it will all begin
Long dive into depravity. Full force insanity.

Taken hostage, bound at the feet and screaming terrified.
Unborn child is killed in a frenzied knife attack.
Strangled half to death and stabbed many times as they try to hide
Tortured then plunged into darkness, bleeding left there to die.
Die! Pigs!

Back at the ranch now, the blood drunk return. Manson applauding, “There’s crack
here to burn”.
Long dive into depravity. Full force insanity.

Hearts racing from the bloodshed. Pounding from the kll,
Caught in a web of conspiracy, unfolding right before their eyes.
If you’re gonna do something, make sure it looks ‘Witchy’
Mad demands from the main madman. The flock will graze on fields of blood.

Have you s n the fuckers? Crawling in the dirt,
Soon for all the Piggies, life is getting worse
In my eyes, they’re just t willing, what they need’s a damn good killing.
Die!

Haven’t done enough, more to catch their eyes,
We need carnage of a kind that will paralyse.

With the bayonet pushing down, driven through his throat
Carving war in his chest, cutting ribbons in his flesh
Now the whore has her turn, make her wish that she was dead.
Severed spine and lacerations running down her legs.
Leave the blade stuck in, lets get high,
Healter Skelter, Rise, bleed them dry.

Crazed on drugs and blood, still racing from the thrill of the kill.
Drenched in gore, but still thirsting, do I dare to give them more?
Go my friends. Kill for me!
St p climb to reality, Lost for eternity.

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from Death Hammer, released May 28, 2012

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