| Smashed up face, cracked bones, broken skull
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| Carving deep into his body, digging for his dirty soul
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| Through the tissue, slicing, hacking, vicious way to meet my goal
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| Screaming out in agony, need the pleasure of his torture
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| Impose this empty, naked feeling, purge my from my core
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| Tiny piece of meat, carve from him
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| Open up his bowel, sick amount of gore poured out
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| Soaking my clothes, my face coloured red
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| My intentions for this carcass is to stimulate my desire
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| Carve.slice, bring myself to absolute sickness
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| Smear myself with his blood, frenetic stabbing slicing and dicing
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| Carve down to the bone, see how far I can push myself
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| Violate and butcher, carving in my signature
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| Hang his body up on meat hooks, let the metal pierce his skin
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| Cut him up, obsessed by the cruelty, the cruelty that has filled my being
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| Sweet taste of brutality, lurking in the shadows I am
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| Patiently awating victim
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| To mutilate
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| Leaving a trail of ill-treated bodies
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| Shallow graves with corpses that are carved down to the bone
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| Carving deep into his body, a frenzy of self-hate exposed
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| Through the tissue, slicing hacking
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| Through the meat down to the bone |