Оригинален текст
Dance for me b*tch
For you will surely die
What is the point of screaming
No one can hear you cry
You'r trapped in my hell
And you will do as I say
the critics they all hate me
I too soon will have my day
Hacking off limbs
In a bizarre torture hell
Women are my slaves
And no on live to tell
I put them in my cage
And as cannibals they feed
This twisted human wastage
They are the sardu breed
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