I'd fuckin....
I'd fuckin........
.....chop off your neck and deficate inta ya esophagus
injure your proposterous optics with rocket tanks....
...unlink your sausages with awful forces of awesome strength
and assault and shank the soft of ankles like Pet Cemetary children,
or Urban Ledgends
fill your new born's umbilical with true porn and murder lessons
converse with questions about perversive sex sin
with your nurses next a kin
in excess of a verse i grin at the hearse burrying your naked nephew's friend
at the church, carryin my plated tech and noose in
leave you inflated, sweatin, juicin through your nape and neck of loose skin
with a strange effect producin' mucas in your vocal cords
WHUT'S MY NAME?
fuck open sores/ I flare the grain of a smokin sword
and leave you chokin for a moment or more and then the flame cauterizes the wound
to invoke a sort of pain with which you've never been smote before
make migrain's with motorboards in a savage unmasking state
castrate your date and splash his gastric acid on your cabbage with maskin tape
make you masturbate with a fag with masking tape
until he ejaculates phosphurous onto your ass and taint like plaster paint
and watch you gasp and faint while i laugh,
punchin you with brass plates on my knuckles coated in sulphuric corrosives
cut open your throat with a knife bladed with opiates
causin overdoses and neurosis to your hopeless quotes and motives
....Mo Kids?....
I choke bitches with coarse ropes and throw your bloated corpse in four foot ditches
with no remorse felt from my morbiness
more of this might make your rigor mortis more constrictive
this conflicted sickness dedicated to dead debated bitches i was led to stay with in the crypt

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