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Ogre
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Bastards of Death
Temples burning,
All have fled.
Bastard birth,
Finally.
Unholy orgies,
Tombs of the dead.
Burning skies,
How can this be?
Coffins retrieved,
Corpses defiled.
Seas turn black,
Blood of the crow.
Raven looks on,
Dastardly smile.
Priests beheaded,
A marvellous show.
Axes and hatchets,
Run for your life.
Hung, drawn and quartered,
Or be burnt alive.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards of Death.
Virgins taken,
Gagged and bound.
Dwarfs merry dance,
In neck chains.
On the throne,
Almighty Hound.
Drooling beast,
Suffering and pain.
Bearded lady,
Blows us a kiss.
Now the priest,
Eats her child.
Holding the chalice,
Chalice of Piss.
Off with their heads,
And tossed to the pile.
Murder and murder,
And murder some more.
Sliced into pieces,
And fed to the whore.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards of Death.
Slaves are freed,
To copulate.
More needed for,
The beast's appetite.
He watches on,
He masturbates.
Orgy of filth,
Death in sight.
Morning arises,
Sex in the air.
Sinister shape,
From above.
Beast entices,
To his lair.
Sickly, sordid,
Evil, hairy love.
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The maimed and the crippled,
The dying and the dead.
Strangled and tortured,
And off with their head.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards.Wankers.
Cities devastated, everyone has fled.
Families destitute, living life in dread.
Lunatics, perverts and freaks,
Are on the loose,
Murdering, Butchering.
Ogre, dark robes, horns and hood.
Burning, inferno, rivers flow with blood.
What can be done, to end this hell,
Of the dying, dead and withering?
Bad dreams,
Nightmares.
Destruction,
Desolate.
Children pray,
Priests scared.
End is nigh,
All is shit.
Burning world,
All will die.
Darkest sin,
Evil grin.
Parents quiver,
Babies cry.
Murder,
Annihilation.
Killing and killing,
It's still not enough.
Intestines sucked out,
And faces torn off.
The Bastards Infernal,
Bringers of death,
Tyrants eternal,
Bastards of Death.
Masturbation of the filthy old man,
No one really wanted to see.
Decapitations so swift and so nice,
A sexual lust so very angry.
Naked dwarfs perform a ridiculous dance,
While the little boy rings the bell.
Disemboweled, the beast falls to the floor,
Opening the deathly Gates of Hell.
The Dark Crow has spoken.
The gargantuan has awoken.
On a night when whispers were heard,
Faces torn away from the bone,
Impalations too many to count,
All co-ordinated from his throne.
Heads and hands marinated for the feast,
In a sauce of ball juice.
Dogs and goats walk the pits of Hell's Chamber,
Finally being set loose.
The Dark Crow has spoken.
The gargantuan has awoken.
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