| Roaming the vast plains of the mind
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| No room for affection and decency
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| My repressions of malignancy
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| On my scourged odyssey of the embittered mind
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| Perfected in wielding pain
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| Triggered on the smell of fear
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| Unrepentant torturing
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| Reminiscent of medieval times
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| Kin of disgust, shunned by all
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| I viciously shackle her body to the wall
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| I accurately, driven by depravity
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| Cut the clothes, and execute the trade of sodomy
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| Wandering in barren wastelands
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| Descending deeper into madness
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| Drowning in malicious dreams
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| My endless spiral of cruelty
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| Her soft stripped body shudders in horror
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| As I thrust my cock in her backdoor
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| Sawing my horror for you to weep
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| Pray the lord your soul to keep
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| Roaming the vast plains of the mind
|
| No room for affection and decency
|
| My repressions of malignancy
|
| (On) my scourged odyssey of the embittered mind
|
| Perfected in wielding pain
|
| Triggered on the smell of fear
|
| Unrepentant torturing
|
| Reminiscent of medieval times
|
| Kin of disgust, shunned by all
|
| I viciously shackle her body to the wall
|
| I accurately, driven by depravity
|
| Cut the clothes, and execute the trade of sodomy
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| It saturates me
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| As the warmth of life leaves her body
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| Cumming intensely
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| While she becomes nobody
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| Forever trapped in my world
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| Of never ending chaos
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| Rotting from the inside
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| Caught in my own madness
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| I am the scourge of western society
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| An instrument of divine punishment
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| Countless nameless victims I shred
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| My only regret is that I wasn’t born dead |