| Relieve your thirst
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| Stave off your hunger
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| What satisfy your desire is the very thing
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| Yes, it’s mother’s flesh and blood
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| My sword licks its lips up your body
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| You will taste of my sword of lusts
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| Ready to do it
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| No time to pray
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| No way to escape
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| No one to help you…
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| Any happy childhood memories
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| Any touch of soft and warm mother’s hands
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| You have these memories no longer
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| She is gonna be your flesh and blood
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| «Mother' I’m thirsty»
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| «Drink some wine from the jar»
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| «That's your mother’s blood you’re drinking»
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| «Mother, a little bird in the chimney says I’m drinking your blood»
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| «Throw your cloak at it»
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| Having eaten the meat and drunk the blood
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| The little girl turned to her mother and said
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| «I don’t know why, but I’m very sleepy…»
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| «Come over here and rest»
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| The girl undressed and approached the bed…
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| Where her mother lay in a strange position…
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| With a hood pulled over her face
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| «Mother, what big ears you have»
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| «Mother, what big eyes you have»
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| «Mother, what big claws you have»
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| «Mother, what big teeth you have»
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| Spouting warm blood I’ve been looking for
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| Your fresh heart still beating in my hand
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| I suck your juicy brain from the skull
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| Your eyeballs stare into space at nothing
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| Ready for death
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| No time to pray
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| No way to escape
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| No one to help you…
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| Heaven loves hell
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| Hell needs heaven
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| A fallen angel once has borne wolf a son
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| That is me, a child of mixed blood
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| You only curse my fate, innate evil
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| Defile your purity with my original sin
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| I can suck the cock of your god
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| I can f*ck your sacred god…
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| And then the wolf
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| Ate up little red riding hood… |