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The voice of reason falling
Prey to this supreme power
Somewhere so deep within my consciousness he lived

Forced to contain this body
My being feels so empty
The fate of unsuspecting victims frightening

You see me coming
And I see you running
Observing your time has passed

He breathes beneath
But now he's surfacing
His methods surprisingly vast

Psychopathic outrage
My one true thrill
The use for your body surpassed

He breathes beneath
But now he's surfacing
Embracing the demon at last

The gracious scent of rot
No afterlife no consequences
Is it like what you feared?
Or do you not exist and neither do you care?

Mutilating, creating, something worth contemplating
Immortalized into this work of art

Dead things are fun to play with
Life is infuriating
Scrapbook of meat and pickled body parts

Sight of a headless body
Rigor mortis exciting
As I leave your head
In the sun to rot!

Empathy won't
Stop me from,
Feeling fulfilling
Take rejoice in the fact I breathe and you do not!

You've been denied
From confines
And the warmth of coffins

I get to keep
You asleep
And detached from all things

The flesh defiled
Peeled and filed
Make for humble offerings

To your new god
A man of meat

You see me coming
And I see you running
Observing your time has passed

He breathes beneath
But now he's surfacing
His methods surprisingly vast

Psychopathic outrage
My one true thrill
Your use for your body surpassed

I breathe over
Your pulpy cadaver
As I set to take it apart


The gracious scent of rotting whores
No stench can satisfy me more
Is it like what you always feared?
Or has non-existence taken its toll?

Psychopathic schizophrenic
Machine kill
Schizophrenic Machine Kill
Schizophrenic Machine Kill


Mutilating, creating, something worth contemplating
Immortalizing into work of art

Empathy won't
Stop me from,
Feeling fulfilling
Take rejoice in the fact I breathe and you do not!


I surrendered to my impulse
Maybe you should do the same?
Kill for mortal satisfaction
Kill to know the meaning of sane

Psychopathic
Disillusioned, from sanity, a moral puppet of society
Lays here rotting...

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