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Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill |
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A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will |
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Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver |
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Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer |
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Enter into the realm of gore |
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Parisitic I feed on you worms |
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where love is cancer and apathy is bliss |
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I - am an artist of coital bile |
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forcing my ways into flesh with desire |
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Incinerations of those who stand amidst |
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more bodies for me to roast and grind... |
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Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot |
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savagely I lacerate, grinding your f**king face |
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Aroused by the pile of chunks |
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I must satisfie my needs |
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the gasping wounds are grasping |
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around my flesh impaling cock |
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upon your cadaver I piss... |
