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An empty face slavery whips The slave is yours the joy Of torture a hellish grin A belly perverse and fat cutting Eyes up breaking the bones Sick ecstasy the inferior must Crouch does the deepest smiting Force satisfy suicide fade Out mentally ill suicide fades Out the avenger's words to the victims: Grab your shadow-t-shaped tortures And grade them down and leave Your basement torture far behind And now the avenger faces the tormentor: Accept the scene you may cry Out accept your death accept Your death we're serious boy This is the black revenge hell is Waiting for you say bye to secrecy drink Your own poison the way out sole The way out suffering will wait So you're the weaker toad