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Body count
Laid out, mutilated
It's your time to die
Desolate
Lurk, your satisfaction climax with your death
All alone
My prey intimidated, feed my lust for fear
Dehumanize
Cry out, stimulated
Your screams fill my soul
Systematic death
A physical fear
Psychopathy red
After death gratification!
Graphic dreams
Played out fucking sick
Can't control the urge
Innocent
Drop dead suicidal pain that I posses
Vindictive
Past crimes insidious
This is my redemption
Violate
Force down penetrate as eyes reflecting horror
Systematic death
A physical fear
Psychopathy red
After death gratification!
Perversion
Slow death, agonizing
Stab around the eyes
Flowing blood
Will take freaking pleasure
Eclipsing our reason
Whipping burn
In high imitation
Scream for an act in vein
All of these cuts
Bled out hopelessly
Now I act of rage!
Systematic death
A physical fear
Psychopathy red
After death gratification!
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