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There is no more pain but so much pleasure's still to gain
Once that I've destroyed your life with a cleaver, saw and butcher's knife

In my hand a lit Marlboro fag, in your mouth a petrol soaked rag
I'd treat you as a friend, I fucking lied, sweating, bastard terrified

Burning alive, your execution, as I sharpen my implements of Hell

I'm staring at the butchered body, mangled clumps of useless flesh
Blood soaked clothes I now wear, I blame you for the fucking mess

I thrive from, your execution, as I sharpen my implements of Hell

My cleaver glows, one mighty blow (lovely), the bloody gore flows
I hack away... horribly, I chop away... morbidly
I slice and dice... hungrily

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