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I hail the day when the dead
outnumbers the mortals
the more i slay, the closer dread
a deadly grip around their lives
remember how, you'd noticed me
dark figure in the shadow
approached you in the silent night
i clench my hands around your neck

Approached in the shadows

The strain of flatliners provoking me
As my razor cuts him deep and slowly
Temples screwed tight, eyeballs bulging out
Torture device attached to his eyes

Approached in the shadows

In utter obfuscation, denuded
Your supplications fall on deaf ears
Fuckin' bitch you scream like a pig

A prerequisite for lobotomy
A brain down the drain, anesthesia free
Teeth hammered back into the bleeding gums
A pain's too vast and your heartbeating stops

I stabbed you in the throat with my shovel
Beheaded you fell into the moat
Neglected, forgotten, join the strain of flatliners

I drink from her skull, the blood of her child
While her husband hang skinned and defiled
Dumped at the graveyard, tortured to death
Pieces of human unearthed to decay
Another one found half decomposed
The severed head was sat atop cross
Entrails lay in circle, around the gravesite
The waist disemboweled with victim's own arms
The strain of flatliners, their screams went unheard
Every single one got what he deserved
Every bone mauled, her body rolled
Filed as john doe, the murder's unsolved.

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