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Confessions of a Soldier lyrics

Clearing your mind is easy now caught
Death was your life, pain your pleasure
No regrets, emotions are naught

Interrogator vomits
Because of the gore
In the story you tell him
Bile covers the floor

Your first was a whore
She didn't want intercourse
Spilling your sperm
On her mangled corpse

Loving the killing
Sex, no more fun
What would you do
If your dick was your gun?

Bisexual lust low way of life
Your true religion was a knife
A trail of corpses left behind
For dismemberment and carnage you strive

They'll send you to electric chair
Lawyers defend or do not care
The victims' parents will not cry
As your body is convulsing, they want you to die
To die

They can't kill your body
But your soul, it will survive
You'll take control of one's mind
And live an eternal life, life

Bisexual lust low way of life
Your true religion was a knife
A trail of corpses left behind
For dismemberment and carnage you strive

Clearing your mind is easy now caught
Death was your life, pain your pleasure

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