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Murderquette

And now, I come, emerging from the night.
I hold, on tight, to the knife I keep by side
I lunge, and stab, I'm ripping out your heart.
And you'll, succumb, unto my murderquette

Murder….. My codes of etiquette

I push, you down, and hold you by the throat.
I take, my knife, and measure put the cuts
It is, so sharp, does all the work for me.
The blood, now pours from the incisions I have left

Murder….. My codes of etiquette

Rip out heart!.... And Shove in arse!

Murder….. My codes of etiquette

And now, remove, the perfect square of flesh,
and there, it is, still beating in your chest
I cut, and sever, u till it slides right out,
you'll feel, it beat, in your colon before death

Murder….. My codes of etiquette

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RIP OUT HEART!
SHOVE IN ARSE!

Welcome to the club

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