A stinking aroma
Spreads into my sense of smell
A smell of ageing filth
From the body you wear
You will soon become
Shattered into fragments
Fragments dissolving
Fragments to be deframed
(repeat)
...again...
(Instrumental Chorus)
You're a prisoner
In your filthy mind
Hanging tied upside down
Couse you're walking the Aardvark trail
...for evermore...
(Instrumental Chorus)
I give you hell!
I give you hell!
Walking with blinded eyes
Feeling the temperature rise
Pleased to be a swine
As the devil rips your spine
...away...
(Instrumental Chorus)
I give you hell!
I give you hell!
Writer(s): Björn Strid, Ludvig Svartz, Peter Wichers
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