| Repeatedly I wake up in a putrid dream made of gore
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| And I see the shape of her beautiful lifeless corpse
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| Devastating flashes of perfect murderous vision
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| I already lived it
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| But psychosis is unsatiable
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| Indolent molestation of the deceased
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| Her dead integrity disturb my serenity
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| Then I decapitate her furiously
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| Then mutilate with precision
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| Stabbing over the belly
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| Intense offal stench effluences by the intestines arise
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| Slowly I pull her head off the rest of the body
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| Slicing the face with my nails
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| And devour fresh festering derma
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| With a hammer crushing the skull
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| And ingurgitate all the rest
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| Brains and cartilage are fragrant
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| More tasty than skin
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| Decomposing process has begun
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| Rigor mortis has freeze the body
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| And excremental fluids copiously flows
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| Maybe my stomach is getting weak?
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| I’m vomiting all the flesh I ate
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| Maybe this is her deadly revenge on me?
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| I can’t find her nose in my last retch
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| Vomited decapitation I’ll molest
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| Try to re-compose the remains of the head like a puzzle of gore
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| I don’t find her mouth to recollect it with the other parts
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| Another retch is coming by my vomit boiling
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| The stumps attaching, whaping a butchered trophy whore
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| Vomited decapitation
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| Chill freezing her dry tongue slipping on my dick
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| Squirts of vomit flows by her neck and another retch gets my stomach
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| Her mauled jawbone inexplicablement close down on my erection
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| Then I vomited whole my entrails |