.As your ugly face penetrates my heart
I drop my moral thoughts, turn killing to an art
I don't care about s**, or to spread the oat
I just need the sound when I cut your throat
And to feel your life running down my face
Running down my feet, coloring every place
Bloodbath, I'.
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