Thresher (Explicit)-Heir Corpse One
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Breaking out of the barn

Humans ride the thresher’s wheel

A meat grinder for undead flesh

An automated scythe of steel

Cut them down ten by ten

Make sure they won’t rise again

In the field the thresher reigns

Leaving bloody pulpy stains

Threshing – through the field

Thresher – blades of steel

Threshing – undead crops

Thresher – never stops

Mechanized flailing machine

The engine roars its battle cry

Threshing hard to beat them down

Making sure they really die

The thresher is let loose

Rotten corpses turn to juice

Cadavers cover the fields

The thresher reaps its bloody yield

Threshing – through the field

Thresher – blades of steel

Threshing – undead crops

Thresher – never stops

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