Gholū

[Verse 1]

One more rind for the Gholü skinner

One more carcass for a demonic dinner

Have a taste of that

Have a taste of that black stew

One last bite full of shake and shiver

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One more gasp from a beaten bleeder

One more meal stored in my freezer

Take a lump of that

Take a whiff of that then chew

One last gulp of the beast that quivers

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One more blast from the finger on the trigger

One more wound for the feral grave digger

Take a swing at that

Have a swipe at that, fuck you

One last time down the blood red river

[Verse 4]

One more rind for the Gholü skinner

One more carcass for a demonic dinner

Have a taste of that

Have a taste of that black stew

One last bite full of shake and shiver