| Blood, sprays out of your face
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| As I press the spinning metal blade against your skin
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| Amateur facial surgery assault
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| Deconstructing your face, ripping- tearing- slitting- slicing
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| I cut you into pieces
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| I wield my hacksaw and rev it up
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| I approach your lifeless body
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| Shove the spinning tool down to your gut
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| Intestines flies everywhere as I laugh hysterically
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| I take the saw and press it against your throat slashing, gashing, bashing,
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| gushing
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| Your start to bleed, with no control
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| I pick you up, strap you to a chair
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| Then I begin to pull out your teeth
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| Dental mutilation, blood gushes out of your gums, dripping on to your shirt,
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| the white fabric stains red from the blood spill
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| I take my knife and cut you open, home-made liposuction. |
| I slit the fat inside
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| you and tear it out
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| The putrid stench of you, fills the room. |
| The aroma of your carcass is all too
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| much, I puke into you and fill you up with chunder |