| Sweet smell of death
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| enter my focusil?
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| and keep me focused you’re soon to be
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| another layer of blood to
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| paint my walls splatter scene
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| God im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| god im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| Bash your face in grit my teeth in anger
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| i need you prepped for murder
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| stick my cock in the sight of your disfigured
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| face makes nie ctun with ease
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| God im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| god im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| Lick your face clean
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| i have to taste your blood before you die
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| i bite random holes in your neck
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| face, and breasts and swollow the fiesh
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| God im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| god im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| Grisly, ghastly my chamber of pain and death
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| a sanctuary to sne serenity provided to me
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| from che countless lives i’ve claimed
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| God im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| god im fucking insane
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| god i fucking love it
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| The gurgling of blood is music to my ears
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| sends shivers down my spine gasping
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| for air it’s plain to see misery has found you
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| You didn’t stand a chance whore
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| your death came so easily to nie
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| i strangled you with my bare hands
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| for intimacy you can never leave me
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| My sickness since its infantcy
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| has never really bothered me
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| when i apply thought to action
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| it sends me reeling one woman
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| fell and then another so on and so
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| forth rapidly increasing victims
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| with time |