In your
state of mind
reality blurs
along with time
perception weakens
can't comprehend
these urges
killer instincts
to gratify
a victim picked
to pacify
his hands steady
his sights are set
soon his needs will be met
this deadly hunger
has led him to
a prostitute
in an alleyway
an easy target
a perfect prey
the knife gleams
in anticipation
Now
It's Time For Blood
Dissect the Weak
The knife tears through the flesh and bones of
the prostitute, her life explodes from
arteries and burst blood vessels
he thrusts again and she limply wrestles
Arms flail weakly at her sides
there's no one around to hear her cries
the struggle fades as her blood is poured
he shows no sympathy for this whore
As darkness comes closing in
and life is drained from her skin
the man grins in satisfaction
knowing he has finished his evil action
)
Nothing heard
Nothing seen
The grisly act and senseless fiend
Into the night
the masked man drives
Light illuminates
the countryside
The destination
A burial site
The finale to this gruesome night
not the only one in his car
but the only one alive
He unloads his cargo
And lifts his head to the sky
Taking in a deep breath
He pictures in his mind
A field with all the bodies he's claimed in all his years
An entire crop, with him as it's harvester
Reality returns and he remembers his task
To dispose of the evidence, to cover up his path
He unloads his cargo
And lifts his head to the sky
Taking in a deep breath
He pictures in his mind (hold out)
In your
state of mind
reality blurs
along with time
perception weakens
can't comprehend
these urges
killer instincts
to gratify
a victim picked
to pac-ify
his hands steady
his sights are set
soon his needs will be met
this deadly hunger
has led him to
a prostitute
in an alleyway
an easy target
a perfect prey
the knife gleams
in anticipation
killer instincts
to gratify
a victim picked
to pacify
his hands steady
his sights are set
soon his needs will be met
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