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SADISTIC LUST 

Track you down. At your house, by the woods.
Invite myself, to have some fun, with this whore
Urge to kill, take the joy, out of your torture
Hit your head with a bat and you collapse
Rip your clothes, gouge your eyes and drag you down
Finally smile, whisper to you, It’s killing time 

I shred your hands,  chop your feet, I start to cut your tongue
I rip your lungs, take your heart, and laugh while you’re still alive
You cannot scream, your mouth fills with fresh bulging blood
Carefully enough, I strangle you, with your own intestines 

Feel the rush, of the blood, doing wonders to me
But it’s a shame, cause the same, can’t be said of you 

Sadistic Lust