It's correct, I ate your limbs
Black hogs make stumps of their legs
Do the rack, hurt the little person
Befriend the terrible
Make me kill the person over there
A little child lay under the rug
Hello little boy
You don't like me, do you?
The book of Hard Death burns your eyes out!
Smell the dirt of the Beautiful-Leper!
And I must yonder over the moot
For Hate is my mate
Black hogs make stumps of their legs
Do the rack, hurt the little person
Befriend the terrible
Make me kill the person over there
A little child lay under the rug
Hello little boy
You don't like me, do you?
The book of Hard Death burns your eyes out!
Smell the dirt of the Beautiful-Leper!
And I must yonder over the moot
For Hate is my mate
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- Ill Man
- Obey The Dark Church
- Perverts
- The Gas
- Eat The Priest
- Brain Driller
- Ogre
- Confirmed Sightings Of Several Large Machines
- Suicide Ride
- Axemaster
- Beyond The Squashed
- Black Death
- The Un Has Declared a Global State Of Emergency
- Black Sins
- Soldier Of Misfortune
- Cypthor's Awakening
- Gut Ripper, Fiend From The Pit
- A Call to Colossus