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Cannibals of Rotenburg

de Sons of Perdition

I swear it was the Wendigo
That drove me to the axe
But I confess that no hand further
Made me chop and cut and hack
Deep inside my curdled mind
A murky abyss yawned
And at my feet in endless sleep
My family waited for the dawn

Children, mothers, beasts of burden
Not one life was spared
Gazing on the piles and pyres
I rended clothes and tore my hair

Deep inside my troubled mind
That gaping hole was filled
With blood and moans and fingerbones
Of all my party I had killed

On ground and clothes and hard-packed snow
Just how much blood I cannot tell
What Neptune's oceans could not cleanse
Did grease my footing down to Hell

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