| I cut your throat, wide, opening
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| A hole in your neck
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| Your blood sprays my skin warm and wet
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| you can’t feel your heart beating
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| scream no one is listening
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| I cut your tongue from your mouth
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| dying you feel yourself slip away
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| your dead body will be left, unburied
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| on one will find you dead
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| All is quiet as I force my fist down your cut throat
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| Grabing tendons and veins
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| I pull your insides out through your lipless mouth
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| Your stiff body is cold and still
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| dying you feel yourself slip away
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| your dead body will be left, unburied
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| on one will find you dead
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| Violent
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| Silence
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| dying you feel yourself slip away
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| your dead body will be left, unburied
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| on one will find you dead
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| Haphazardly I remove your spleen
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| And your liver
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| There is much blood
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| Eyes have been removed
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| While you were still alive
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| Now I tear your flesh, I am ripping your skin
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| dying you feel yourself slip away
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| your dead body will be left, unburied |