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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Fit For An Autopsy

The Wolf

 

The Wolf

(album: The Process Of Human Extermination - 2011)


Stalking the herd with a rapid sense of purpose.
The desperate hunter smells the fear in the fleeting cattle.
Driven by survival, and the sound by the children crying.
Surrounded by flies, maggots, and parasites.
Waiting to feed on the bodies of the dying.
The old wolf with silver in his eyes, hears more than you see
And knows it is him who is not truly blind.
The cracked teeth never fail to chew trough the bone.
Guardian of nothing.
The rotting earth is his throne.
Convulsing in final word conversations.
Indulging in last supper death bed invitations.
The vultures tear at barren life.
Scavengers pick at the chalk lines of dry corpses
Disgust for all that's breathing and that's living.
Decomposition of the wretched failure we call our lives.
Watch them feed, a colony of fools.
Scraping at the plates of the lesser beings.
Insatiable impatience.
The wolf is foaming at the mouth.
The flock turns into a frenzy.
Bloodthirsty Appetite.
Devolutionized through carnage piece by piece, bite by bite.
Process of human extermination.
Progress by impending elimination.
The wretched failure we call our lives.

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