They never believed in me
In my wild lust
I turned into an animal
No thought about afterwards
When I broke your bones
Dead, dead, dead I make you dead
Dead, dead, dead stained from blood so red
Dead
For my next life
I get the power I need
I'm a slave to the killing
In solitary confinement
Dead, dead, dead I make you dead
Dead, dead, dead stained from blood so red
Dead, dead, dead I make you dead
Dead, dead, dead stained from blood so red
Wasting away
By God's hand
I can smell you
And my thought disappeared
Dead, dead, dead I make you dead
Dead, dead, dead stained from blood so red
Dead, dead, dead, dead
I make you dead I make you dead
I make you dead I make you dead
Tell me what you want
That you fill my longing
I make you dead for evermore
God's altar stained from blood so red
Dead, dead, dead I make you dead
Dead, dead, dead stained from blood so red
I make you dead for evermore
I make you dead believe me its true
I make you dead for evermore
I make you dead on God's altar
Writer(s): Rudolf Ratzinger
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