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Riding the rattler
Destination Hell
Blades bared - Skin snaps
Clad in hooks and razor-nails
Like a diabolic Flesh-defiler
Master of the swarm
Corpse-strung - Whore-sons
Crucified and nailed to the wall
"Skin you alive... I'll skin you alive..."
Butcher - Flay them
Proceed with the slaughter
Bone-cold
Total dehumanisation
Brooding over rags of skin
A Devils burning gaze
Rip-saw - Mutator
A myriad of blades