| 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 |