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Random torture, suffer by my hand |
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Slicing and cutting, submit to my torment |
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Pierced with nails, wired to the celing |
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Reincarnated puppet, patched human being |
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Vacilating on the verge in a blaze of gory |
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Moulding the eructations of my carnal artistry |
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Gathering the insides, winnowing inferior guts |
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I sever and dismember, hack fervidly with gasping cuts |
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Muscular limbs, a perfect casket |
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The slenderest torso, how fanatic can |
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I get ? Diffirent corporal parts, agglutinated with suture |
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From a mental delusion to a morbid stature |
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Rashes of skin, stiched from within |
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I'm pulling the strings, resurgence spreads its wings |
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Veins are dangling, bloody chunks exfoliate |
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Its countenace purses, the artefact expectorates |
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My creative is urge fed by engineering the dead |
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Excessive gore is what |
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I need to nurture my carnarstistic need. |
