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What plagues the brain |
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To drive a clever child |
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Into what we see |
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As a threat to society |
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Plucking his victims |
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From the veins of the city |
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An endless supply |
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Of new desires |
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Fill the craving for |
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A sense of the diabolic |
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The killers of killers |
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Slumped the mangled body |
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Up against a tree |
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Like a hunched over scarecrow |
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In a fetal position |
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During torture |
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Trussed up like a hog |
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In the blackness of the forest |
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Screamings unheard |
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Gagging on dirt |
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Packed deep into the lungs |
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Eyes branded, have no color |
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Cornesa engraved |
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Random incisions sliced deep |
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Through the muscle exposing bones |
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What plagues the brain |
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To drive a clever child |
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Into what we see |
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As a threat to society |
|
Plucking his victims |
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From the veins of the city |
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An endless supply |
|
Of new desires |
|
Fill the craving for |
|
A sense of the diabolic |
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During torture |
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Trussed up like a hog |
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In the blackness of the forest |
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Screamings unheard |
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The killers of killers |
