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I want to kill you and share with you my pain. |
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And if it thrills you |
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I'll gladly kill again. |
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I want to maim you. |
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Your throat a bleeding well. |
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And before your damned body's cold you're already in hell. |
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This is my anger. |
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My hurt and my hate. |
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This is my f*cking despair. |
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This is my inside. |
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My thorn and my ache. |
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This is my grind and my tare. |
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I want to tie you up. |
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Make you beg for release. |
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I'll whip your body beyond sense. |
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Cut you down piece by piece. |
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I want to rape you. |
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I'll leave you bleed in death. |
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This is my lust and my distorted needs. |
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This is my wrath and my pain. |
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This is my kind. |
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This is my creed. |
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This is my body and brain. |
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This is my anger. |
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My hurt and my hate. |
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This is my f*cking despair. |
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This is my inside. |
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Mt thorn and my ache. |
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This is my grind and my tare. |
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This is my lust and my distorted needs. |
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This is my wrath and my pain. |
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This is my kind. |
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This is my creed. |
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This is my body and brain. |