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The Soul-slitters (Gory Blister)

Red rivers of blood Free from the chains of flesh Dissolve and merge into White tongues of ice Like shreds of a sinking sun Seeping through hanging clouds That announce one more waking up A new deceitful dawn Mingled with a thick snow Alien nails falling from space This is the last act, the ultimate crush The final attack of the soul-slitters They are stings of ice They pierce your flesh to nail your soul All your blood flows outside Your frozen soul will slit into a blast of New soul-slitters Silver spears, sharpened swords Tearing up, lacerate Like ants terrorized Human being scuttle away There is no God, or Holy deception To save mankind from the final attack The realm of the soul-slitters They are stings of ice They pierce your flesh to nail your soul All your blood flows outside Your frozen soul will slit into a blast of New soul-slitters Mankind slides away Like a damp drop On the smooth sweating glass of nothingness