I stabbed her once
I hit her and hit her
I cut her throath
The blood spurted out
I drank from the stump
And ejaculated
I feel no guilt
I'm cold
Dead
Been hanged by the neck until death is a barbaric and inhuman punishment
My cruelty is beyond your dreams
My cruelty is beyond your dreams
I'm a living fantasy
Life is nothing, murder is art
The lesser the motive
The better the murder
When I got a gun in my hands
There's no doubt who I am
I am God
I'm God
I stabed her once
I hit her and hit her
I cut her throat
The blood spurted out
I drank from the stump
And ejaculated
I feel no guilt
I'm cold, Dead
My cruelty is beyond your dreams
I'm a living fantasy
Life is nothing, murder is art
I'm cold
Dead