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Mother Night - your son has killed people.
Just as you once taught him,
So sweet pride, yet carefree.
Father Death - your son dances wildly in the damp red,< br/>the foreign veins given to him.
Licked blood on a bare blade.
Mother Night - your son has put flesh to bed.
Freed from his soul,
so that it no longer screams.
Father Death - your son uses the raw shot
so that he vomits completely,
he shoots it right in the face.
Sister Leid - wear your most beautiful dress for me
Sewn from human hair and skin.
The stitch is still stuck together with blood.
Brother Hass - my best friend, my bloodletting,< br/>You urge me to hurry, you lead me,
Accompany me in the land of wounds.
Accompany me in the land of wounds.
Grandmother Greed - you awaken the monster in your heart
lead it with flesh and firepower,
so that it creates blood and corpses
Grandfather's murder - 10 victims are high-performance sport
You led the family,
so that they cold my heart touched.