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"Hearteater" is a powerful single by the band To The Grave, released in [Year]. Known for their dynamic blend of [genre, e.g., metalcore and hard rock], the song features driving guitar riffs and evocative vocals that capture intense emotional themes. "Hearteater" has been well-received by fans for its compelling lyrics and energetic performance, solidifying To The Grave's reputation in the [specific genre] scene. The track highlights the band's ability to blend melodic elements with heavy instrumentation, making it a standout piece in their discography.
I tore her fucking heart out and took a bite out of it
Spat it back in her face cos it tasted like shit
I grabbed a handful of shards of broken glass and
Scratched 666 into her wrists when she took my hand
You are my canvas, this knife my paintbrush
And you'll be my fucking masterpiece
My happy place is in the valley of death
Where no one leaves alive
You're next, and I will kill and disregard consequence
I'm out for your blood and gore
I'll start the saw and come for you all
Pure evil is coming to kick down your door
Cry yourself to sleep and dream of me
I am your life ruined in a heartbeat
Suffer slowly
All I see is dead to me
I possess the birthmarks of a psychopath
If I could murder until I was happy
There'd be none of you left
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She shattered like glass
Nothing and no one
I am the white noise in pitch black
I just wanna see you die slow
And want to see you die sad
You should see the look on your fucking face
When I've hacked off your head
I'd eat you from the inside out
But you don't have the guts
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None of your apologies ever meant shit to me
I would sew you to the back of my centipede
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Welcome to horror
Welcome to hell
Stare me dead in the eyes
You're all alone, farewell
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Fuck you all
The killings continue and they'll never stop
Hurting people like it's my fucking job
I wish nothing but doom upon all the world
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Blood will flow
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Cry yourself to sleep and dream of me
I am your life ruined in a heartbeat
Suffer slowly
All I see is dead to me
I possess the birthmarks of a psychopath
If I could murder until I was happy
There'd be none of you left