| Kicking and screaming as a deer hit by a car
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| I surprise them at night with the power of the saw
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| Waking up in panic by the roar from the machine
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| Cutting the body like nothing
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| This is the power of the saw
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| Dismemberment supreme
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| I have always liked the sight of blood
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| Dismemberment supreme
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| The way it squirts, the way its pattern goes
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| I murder people, I take their lives away
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| I kill them in spectacular ways with excitement
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| The feeling of power, brutalism and chaos
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| Victims screaming as I mutilate them into pieces
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| Dismemberment supreme
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| I have always liked the sight of blood
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| Dismemberment supreme
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| The way it squirts, the way its pattern goes
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| Blood sprays all over the room, creating this pattern
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| Every kill ends up as a unique piece of art
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| The walls, floor, ceiling and I all covered
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| I stand silent and enjoy it, time to plan my next hit
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| Dismemberment supreme
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| I have always liked the sight of blood
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| Dismemberment supreme
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| The way it squirts, the way its pattern goes |