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The stench of decomposing flesh, permeates the air, a creation of |
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Disgusting cruekty murdering |
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The whores and junkies as my prey of opportunity motive unknown |
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Strangled and dismembered cannibal |
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Dumping the bodies in a pit crushing of their bones severing and |
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Disposing of the mangled tragedy |
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Changing methods of their torture, burning of my victims, six feet under |
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Take the probing tool and penetrate |
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Dripping, pulp, transformation |
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Dressed myself in my skin beg for |
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You're life, cries of anguish, flesh starts to decay |
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No one knows you have been gone so |
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Long missing from society |
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Sweet demise of your existence |
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Torture is an addiction ecstasy |
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DNA samples control my fate |
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Deformed visions chaos |
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Undying nned to kill |
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Provoked by female flesh |
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Pent up, churning madness |
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Hero of dementia, the whores and junkies as my prey |
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Of opportunity, motive unknown, strangled and dismembered cannibal |
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Dumping the bodies in a pit crushing of their bones severing |
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And disposing of the mangled tragedy changing methods of their torture |
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The way I feel when I kill and how I cut all her fucking flesh off |
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Brutalize, demoralize, fantasize, stroking my knife |
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Welcome to my words assisting you with your pain |
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Masochistic and sadistic, moralistic view of your demise |
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How many choices do I have, so many ways to kill |
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Beatings are supreme, ropes used for gags, tape used to bind |
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Now I have their total attention and their in my control |
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See the view of perspiration, watch their flesh become moist |
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Initialize my thoughts of cannibalism and dreaming of eating their meat |
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Hero of dementia, the whores and junkies as my prey |
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Of opportunity, motive unknown, strangled and dismembered cannibal |
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Dumping the bodies in a pit crushing of their bones severing |
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And disposing of the mangled tragedy changing methods of their torture |
