| Die, shattered you’ll die
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| Bones broken in half
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| Blood flowing freely
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| Limbs severed in hate
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| Brains splattered, demise
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| Skin eaten in wrath
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| Eyes ripped from your head
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| Lie shattered, you die
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| For believing you could be free
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| Weakness only invigorates me
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| These broken bones once yours, I hold
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| Cause of death will never unfold
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| Torn, mangled, and maimed
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| Life withers away
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| In hellish decay
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| Bones shattered, you die
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| For not seeing things I see
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| Your pummeled body strengthens me
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| These broken bones keep me aware
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| Of how I lust to shred and tear
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| Every bone broken is my only goal
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| Sucking the marrow of your fractured femurs
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| Every bone broken, your truculent toll
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| Succumbling to my offensive demeanor
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| Every bone broken enhances my soul
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| Your twisted corpse is contorted dead rot
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| Every bone broken, your life I stole
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| I’ll kill again and I’ll never get caught
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| The snapping and cracking of skeletal remains
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| The pleasure of devouring decomposed flesh
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| The feeling of power from crushing your skull
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| The stench of decay overwhelming my brain
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| I slaughtered your body and returned it to dirt
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| Not a trace of proof that you ever existed
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| Pure satisfaction through what I have accomplished
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| I’ll kill again and I’ll never get caught |