| During vietnam he slaughtered the V. C
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| Abducting one and torturing him endlessly
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| He severed his leg then he cooked it
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| Developing his taste for the human meat
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| He can see the whores selling themselves
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| Turning their tricks to the filthy fucking pigs
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| His stomach turns with absolute disgust
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| These fucking skanks need to be cut up
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| He wants to rid the street of these vile cunts
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| Filled with track marks and all strung out
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| Mother I hear you yelling
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| Yes mother you’re all I need
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| Bashing in her face
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| Bashing in her skull
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| Destroying all that is
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| Left of the fucking whore
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| He picks up another whore
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| And tells her he loves her
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| He fucks her violently
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| In the backseat of his car
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| Ashamed and now disgusted
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| Her naked body lies suffocated
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| Autopsy reads peticial hemorrhages
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| Ligature marks and cranial hemotoba
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| Fractures and post mortem intercourse
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| Both vaginal and rectal tears
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| These fucking sluts got what they deserved
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| Tender nubile cunts his flesh starts to shiver
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| Some of them he dumped in the river
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| Discarded bodies left to rot in the woods
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| Yes mother I hear you yelling
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| Yes mother you’re all that I love
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| I know that god is watching
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| No mother don’t cut it off
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| I know that I have sinned
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| These fucking whores shall bleed |