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Make love to your innards |
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Lick your shredded flesh |
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With relish I fondle |
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This mutilated mess |
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I spill your f**king entrails |
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Nail a spike into your head |
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Shove a sword down |
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your gullet |
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Until you're f**king dead... |
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My dreams ... your nightmares |
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My obsession... your affliction |
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I yank out your brains... |
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You think I'm insane? |
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Is this some morbid fantasy |
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You've been |
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dying to fulfill? |
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Or is it just a vision |
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You're obsessed with still? |
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Is it your face or my hideous laugh? |
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Is it the knot in your stomach's slack? |
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Is it an illusion? or is it real? |
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Is is your fate? or your face I peel? |
