: slicing jaws a way of life brought up to waste mankind loki's pets his little children deadly eyery time trapped in swamps by gates of hell don't
feel strong take what I wamt, when I want at night I do no wrong when I walk the streets: got loki on my side slit your throat, drink your blood who
i don't believe in your damn 'cause your churches lie and only try to save the power holy murderers your path is full of blood