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Mass Murder Manifesto
As I wake I feel the urge to kill again No reason for it, don’t care that it’s a sin Kill them all, every last one End their lives until there are none Rip the flesh, taste the blood Such delight, comes on like a flood It feels so good, to make them bleed All the years, my warnings they didn’t heed (chorus) They beg, they plead, the bargain with me To stop my rampage and let them go free But it’s too much fun, so why stop now Before im done the world will bow Tear the entrails, from the wound With the bones I’ll make a tomb Humanity is a stain, a waste of air No one will be left, none will be spared (end chorus) My teeth sink in, to her soft skin The taste is divine, let the feast begin She screams and writhes, within the restraints Nowhere to go, she cant hide from the pain It feels so good, and tastes so right The look in her eyes, frozen in fright As the light fades, from her dead eyes I feel so complete, so utterly high. (Chorus x2)
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