Another one is found Lifeless on the ground With a botle embed on his fucking skull A sigh of violence was left at central park lastnight No evidence of struggle or fight was there Only the result of a sadistic Murder scene remains Yet they still cant find any clue Of whom did it
Each kill make me feel more, more powerfull More alive than ever before Each time you go down lifeless I am closer to reborn as a newspwan To be greater, to be superior To becoming more , divine
Your souless body into the sewer drained Your belongings to my pocket as a souvenir A throphy for my kills ,another number for the count Symbolictics items from my victims Are to be put it inside of my fucking chess board As a reminder of all and who's the fuck they were
Every life ill take, they'll be compelled to obey me in their after life Every soul ill take, they will serve me as my slave when ill die So far by now im counting with sixty three
Sixty three, sixty three kills in a row One more left to complete the board Sixty three , sixty three kills, sixty three kills in a row! One fucker left to complete the whole chess board(and)i'll become the only one
one left to kill, one more to complete you all gonna die, and i shall be reborned one more item, one completed chess board
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