Maniac Butcher
Maniac Butcher - A Song Of Black Ravens lyrics
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Disgusting scenery Of limbs of sheep all around Is already veiled In freezing darkness of night Funeral feast Gathering of ravens Around the silent landscape A song of conceited ravens sounds Our prey, our dinner Full beaks, no hunger We, ravens are mighty hunters Sheeps, dread us, only us! Plentiful prey, rich dinners We do not know what hunger is We, ravens are mighty flock We do not know what fear is!
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