[music: Tocha / lyrics: Cyjan]

The sound of the breaking bones,
Smell of fresh, warm flesh,
You catch your victim,
Feast of the slaughter.

His empty eyesockets excrete remains of brain,
Like a soulless butcher you destroy element of life.

Like a professional surgeon you cut tissue of this life.

It's masterpiece, detailed operation,
Eviscerated victims you caught feel nothing.

[lead: Maly]
[lead: Tocha]
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