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This is something special! I just realized some lyrics I had written go perfectly with it (well, I'd need a third verse). Here's what I got:
[Verse 1]
There’s nowhere you can run, there’s nowhere you can hide,
The maniac is back to whack you with formaldehyde.
You can try to flee from me, but I will strike you lethally
I broke free from the penitentiary for this spree.
Sequestered with molesters, I’ll best them as they ingest my curse,
Stab the knife in, then reverse, twist and fist to make it worse,
I’ve got a few targets in mind, back to the markets I mined,
Slaving away day after day just to be left dead and blind.
I cut with efficiency, I operate self-sufficiently,
I’m consistently dissin’ thee, and then pissin’ deliciously,
Like Moses, I show us how to part these red seas that enclose us,
When I ferociously strike like amitosis
I knife precise, excising blood, guts, and paradise,
I’ll slice you on ice, serve your ground meat with brown rice,
As I endeavor to sever, every limb gone forever,
Just remember my chokehold’s like mold, I’ll never let go ever.
[Chorus]
I am the man lurking under your bed.
You will scream, dream, and then wake up dead.
E-VIL, a demonic force who cuts your flesh,
The apex of who decides life and death.
I am the man lurking under your bed.
You will scream, dream, and then wake up dead.
E-VIL, a demonic force who cuts your flesh,
The apex of who decides life and death.
[Verse 2]
A nun is prayin’, hoping no thug will come sprayin’,
I’ll bust a nut, fuck the slut, and go super-Saiyan,
Breaking hymens in their hind-ends, findin’ shinin’ sperm inside it
Spurning virgins, bloody naked, raped and hated, cunt divided.
I’ve been set loose by forces, been endorsed for this killing spree,
Given the golden ticket to shove pickets in you gleefully,
It’s murder in the third degree, I’ll fuck you with the rosary,
Hos will be internally devoured by my machete.
Slash your belly, eat the jelly, putrid gore rots, becomes smelly,
Sell your meat down at the deli to some fucking whore named Shelly,
Take her, ply her, take some pliers, forcing through her cheeks some wires,
Bleeding dire, start a fire, cauterize the wound, a pyre.
My psychotic bloodbath is making wakes of hate and wrath
In the aftermath emerges surgeons and sociopaths
Gnawing finger bones, hearing screeching moans,
And the dulcet tones of you never going home.
[Chorus]
I am the man lurking under your bed.
You will scream, dream, and then wake up dead.
E-VIL, a demonic force who cuts your flesh,
The apex of who decides life and death.
I am the man lurking under your bed.
You will scream, dream, and then wake up dead.
E-VIL, a demonic force who cuts your flesh,
The apex of who decides life and death.
Fire!
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Gruß Beutefix.??
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Odd compliment, but that snare goes nuts
Fire ?
This would bring out the evil in anyone
fire ???