A / Astathica / Drifting through the hallways of madness
I am the cancer for the sick
Effortless i slice Until a dark red string appears A bright delight Of ecstacy
Drifting through the hallways of madness I realize that i'm left alone For no-one understands The horror of this all
Wandering though the depths The horrifying black holes of mankind
Opening her cavities The rat resides within her Awkward i laugh Before sawing off her legs
No more control Over thought and deed I nail her To the floor
Stupid bitch Fucking whore Her shiny blood Tastes bitter sore
I've lost myself
This time will be nothing Like last time I promise Christie...
I feel strangely Drawn towards Homocide On a massive scale
I am the cancer for the sick
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