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My monument is progressing Bereft is thy deed of completion
By all means you'll be alive, but not intact
I've sewn your lips to smile with your own defecation on your lips
I'll knock that shit eating grin right off your face
Abnormally disfigured designs
You observe the genesis of my abattoir
Reality accepted. You have no choice but to comply with my scalpel and my license to kill
My license to kill!
Anal seepage flowing
I can't repress the urge
My coprophagous shall ingurgitate the filth
Grinding at your head with my bone saw breaking zygoma
I love these tools at my disposal I'm alive!
She cried out helplessly again
I ripped her limb from fucking limb
Just one less slut to walk this fucking earth
I will spit right in your fucking face
How does it taste?
After the lips are sealed below your waste
You will never fuck again!
My scalpel gleams, my attention cast aside
Hardening arteries begging for an inimical thrust
Byproducts of digestion soak the floor
I'm searching for a hypodermic syringe to draw the waste
Flowing at your jugular the heart is pumping faster as I lay and wait to watch you erupt from every orifice
The necrotizing fasciitis has commenced it's work
No anesthesia applied this will be everlasting
In the name of anatomy I shall dismember and attain what is rightfully mine
By all means you'll be alive, but not intact
I've sewn your lips to smile with your own defecation on your lips
I'll knock that shit eating grin right off your face
Abnormally disfigured designs
You observe the genesis of my abattoir
Reality accepted. You have no choice but to comply with my scalpel and my license to kill
My license to kill!
Anal seepage flowing
I can't repress the urge
My coprophagous shall ingurgitate the filth
Grinding at your head with my bone saw breaking zygoma
I love these tools at my disposal I'm alive!
She cried out helplessly again
I ripped her limb from fucking limb
Just one less slut to walk this fucking earth
I will spit right in your fucking face
How does it taste?
After the lips are sealed below your waste
You will never fuck again!
My scalpel gleams, my attention cast aside
Hardening arteries begging for an inimical thrust
Byproducts of digestion soak the floor
I'm searching for a hypodermic syringe to draw the waste
Flowing at your jugular the heart is pumping faster as I lay and wait to watch you erupt from every orifice
The necrotizing fasciitis has commenced it's work
No anesthesia applied this will be everlasting
In the name of anatomy I shall dismember and attain what is rightfully mine
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"reality accepted you have no choice but to comply with my scalpel and my lisence to kill" . Tightest most brutal shit ever