| Your life fades away
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| As your neck breaks
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| Writhing constant pain
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| This artwork I create
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| Dead or alive
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| You’re coming with me
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| Deprive you of your life
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| I decide what’s right
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| Becoming a statistic
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| You will fucking die tonight
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| Smeared across the pavement
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| Removed your blood and brain
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| Stomp the head; |
| bereavement
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| Made sure you died in pain
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| Like sheep to the slaughter
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| If one thing is certain
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| it’s that your life doesn’t matter
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| The closer you are to me
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| The closer you are
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| To death
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| Deprive you of your life
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| I decide what’s right
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| Becoming a statistic
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| You will fucking die tonight
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| Masticating, masturbated
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| Genitalia, all life fading
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| Massive blood loss
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| Feeds my blood lust
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| Ingesting your fluids
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| You wish to be dead
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| slowly dying
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| Blunt force trauma
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| Restrain, repress, release, death
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| Restrain, decay, death, erase |