[Music : Napalm Death] [Lyrics: Nick Bullen, Justin Broadrick] Feel my hate for you and your kind, for the shit you believe in your minds. You feel nothing - you just lied to me. You have no emotions - just satisfied smiles. Abattoir Your mind is like an abattoir You used me like a lamb for slaughter. I never believed a word you said. I'll piss on your grave - laught when you're dead.
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