Slaughter Thy Poser

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Macabre - Pop

Slaughter Thy Poser

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Slaughter thy poser I'm thrashing him down Thrashing him into the ground Slamming our sledges down on their heads All posers soon will be dead Slicing and cleaving, enjoying their pain Carving our way to their brains Inflicting our vengeance, their makeup's now blood Feeding our dogs with their remains Torturing them with our weapons of pain All of their blood we will drain A swing of our axe and off comes their head All of the posers are dead His head in a vice, it would be very nice All posers will die by our hands We'll rip out their hair and burn out their eyes All of their blood we demand Slaughter thy poser I'm cracking his face I'll shatter his skull with my mace Plunging our ice picks into their eyes All of the posers will die Slaughter thy poser I laugh as he begs I'll saw of his arms and his legs You faggot, you poser, you cannot escape Your head I will crush like a grape

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