| Mother stepmother pimp and procuress
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| I embrace you in a deadly caress
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| So stepmother in some sacred shrine
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| Let me fill your cup with poisoned wine
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| It’s you stepmother I want to kill
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| A sacred dagger in you thrust
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| The altar of your greed and lust
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| With sacred candles let me ignite
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| Your funeral pyre let me light
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| It’s you stepmother I want to kill
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| Upon you let me cast a spell
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| Which sends you to roast in hell
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| You think you can sell me and corrupt
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| And not pay a price you filthy slut
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| It’s you stepmother I want to kill
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| You think you can laugh as down I slide
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| Even the lowest we have our pride
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| I dream of the ways that you could die
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| It’s my reason for living the reason why
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| It’s you stepmother I want to kill
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| I think it’s a gun against your head
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| A shower of blood and you’ll be dead
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| It’s you stepmother I want to kill
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| Destroy your guts out to spill
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| It’s you stepmother I want to kill |