Текст Exodus – Beyond The Pale

Sinners heart can’t think or feel
The sharp sting of slicing steel
Punish, kill, repeat
The death caress, so bittersweet

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Suffering spreads like the plague
Reasons why, still oh so vague
The siren song of slaughter summons me
To inner demons I succumb
I know not that which I’ve become
Exhibit A in man’s atrocity

Take the gun, take the knife
Take the pain, then take the life
My taste for homicide
Is rising up and amplified
Bloody deeds, my only friend
With me til the bitter end
Together we are one
And our work has just begun

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Plea for mercy
To no avail
Killers of my kind live
Beyond the pale
In this world of mine

Heartless bastard cold as ice
Victim of my own device
The strong prey on the weak
Dead men, they never speak
All part of man’s condition
On this path to our perdition
We kill along the way
Death never takes a holiday

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