Текст (слова) песни: Grip inc. - Portrait of henry
Carnage, at the flick of the wrist Oh! Mortal Spirit, disdain never discriminates To dismember is natural To annihilate is habitual Every step taken Ushers in dread
Hunger forever calling Deeper in to ugliness Serene in debauchery Man`s caricature is his fate
Monster within Turns inside out Only to face Face itself Face itself Face itself Face itself Face itself
Primitive barbarian, reprobate, born savage
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