Looking through your horrid eyes
Stabbing,ripping only for a reason
To feel your worm blood running of my hands
It`s a big pleasure,to disgrace your scum body
Misery son of a bitch!

No reason to say,
I don`t have motive or explanation
I don`t have it for the pleasure
The pleasure of slay!!

Skinning I will quite it all
To make a mask,a mask of horror
To show you the real face of the mad
A mad fucker like me!

The rest of your corpse to feed the worms
Join to the true carnage dying in a big pile
The night is a tenebraus cloak
Give a good sight of all dead bodies

No reason to say anything
I don`t have motive or explanation
All rationals theories,not heal my damage brain
It`s the pleasure of slay!

Feel the pleasure,the pleasure of slay!

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