Текст песни Death - Primitive Ways

Текст:

Go against the ways and experience pain Leading a life which one might call insane Bathe in blood of the one you killed Slaughter to survive, your needs are fulfilled Using horrid waste Some of them will taste Removing deadly disease With such primitive ease Cannibals practicing the art of butchery Emotions don't exist, pain you can't resist Primitive ways Conducting ceremonies to meet the ancient ones While having an outer body experience Celebrate the kill of the day Then walk among the guts of the fallen prey Using horrid waste Some of them will taste Removing deadly disease With such primitive ease Cannibals practicing the art of butchery Emotions don't exist, pain you can't resist

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