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Chandaal Shaitaan, PGA
Chandaal Shaitaan, twisted minds
Grotesque, sick, vile acts
Twisted words inducing humor
Brainstorm going through everyone's head
Smoking, drinking, tapping, pulling our beloved
We share our morbid thoughts gathered at the tower
We have the rage, aggression & the power
We are what we are, our own lords
Nihilistic thoughts embedded within us
Shaitaan Chandaal, PGA are we
You'll thus suffer now we're free!!!
We detest holy stones
Leave your beliefs to rot alone
We are your worst nightmare
We'll be the ones you'll fear
Butchery embodied in the brain
Craving bodies for satiation
You're lured by morbid plans
Now you're under sadistic hands
Oppressed thoughts explode
Sanity corrodes
Asphyxiate your breath
You pray for death
Smashing your head
You're still not dead yet
Your fear motivates
Your blood makes us salivate
Repeatedly you're stabbed
No screams you're gagged
Adrenaline's pumping hard
Surrounded by brutal guards
Blood drenches - sliced incision
Outburst of gore – Dissection
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